The vicar of Wakefield. (Marcus Ward's educ. lit.).1883 |
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... never find that we grew richer with all her contrivances . However , we loved each other tenderly , and our fondness increased as we grew old . There was , in fact , nothing that could make us angry with the world or each other . We had ...
... never find that we grew richer with all her contrivances . However , we loved each other tenderly , and our fondness increased as we grew old . There was , in fact , nothing that could make us angry with the world or each other . We had ...
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... never came back to return them . By this the house was cleared of such www as we did not like ; but never was the family of Wakefield known to turn the traveller or the poor dependant out of doors . Thus we lived several years in a ...
... never came back to return them . By this the house was cleared of such www as we did not like ; but never was the family of Wakefield known to turn the traveller or the poor dependant out of doors . Thus we lived several years in a ...
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... never carried to excess in either , and I have often seen them ex- change characters for a whole day together . A suit of mourning has transformed my coquette into a prude , and a new set of ribands has given her younger sister more ...
... never carried to excess in either , and I have often seen them ex- change characters for a whole day together . A suit of mourning has transformed my coquette into a prude , and a new set of ribands has given her younger sister more ...
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... never sold , I have the consolation of thinking were read only by the happy few . Some of my friends called this my weak side ; www but , alas ! they had not , like me , made it the subject of long contemplation . The more I reflected ...
... never sold , I have the consolation of thinking were read only by the happy few . Some of my friends called this my weak side ; www but , alas ! they had not , like me , made it the subject of long contemplation . The more I reflected ...
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... " if what you tell me be true , and if I am to be a beggar , it shall never make me a rascal , or induce me to disavow my principles . I'll go this moment and inform the company of my circumstances ; and as for the argument , I.
... " if what you tell me be true , and if I am to be a beggar , it shall never make me a rascal , or induce me to disavow my principles . I'll go this moment and inform the company of my circumstances ; and as for the argument , I.
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