Christmas in the Olden Time, Or, The Wassail BowlH. Hurst, 1846 - 141 страница |
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... stood regarding the shade , but felt deprived of the power to either move or speak . " Can it be that you are lost , quite lost ? " said Mary . 66 Has your heart become so stubborn and hardened , as to reject the forgiveness promised to ...
... stood regarding the shade , but felt deprived of the power to either move or speak . " Can it be that you are lost , quite lost ? " said Mary . 66 Has your heart become so stubborn and hardened , as to reject the forgiveness promised to ...
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... stood glaring at the dreaded shade , and , growing desperate with my very fears , I began to curse and defy it . My impotent rage , however , produced no other effect than to cause it to increase its mocking gestures . The moon , which ...
... stood glaring at the dreaded shade , and , growing desperate with my very fears , I began to curse and defy it . My impotent rage , however , produced no other effect than to cause it to increase its mocking gestures . The moon , which ...
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... . With- in some dozen yards of the brink , and just over the spot where the victim — a woman , and all but a mother - was hurled by the re- morseless hand of her seducer , a tall gallows stood OR , THE WASSAIL BOWL . 75.
... . With- in some dozen yards of the brink , and just over the spot where the victim — a woman , and all but a mother - was hurled by the re- morseless hand of her seducer , a tall gallows stood OR , THE WASSAIL BOWL . 75.
Страница 76
John Mills. morseless hand of her seducer , a tall gallows stood , and on it the bleached bones of the murderer swayed in the wind , dangled in rusty clanking chains . Upon my arriving at the Devil's Shaft , I found my companions already ...
John Mills. morseless hand of her seducer , a tall gallows stood , and on it the bleached bones of the murderer swayed in the wind , dangled in rusty clanking chains . Upon my arriving at the Devil's Shaft , I found my companions already ...
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... surprise . " Stand back , " cried I , " or , by Heaven , we'll send ye a quittance both sharp and certain ! " " Shall we fire ? " said one of my com- rades as each stood with his piece levelled , and OR , THE WASSAIL BOwl . 79.
... surprise . " Stand back , " cried I , " or , by Heaven , we'll send ye a quittance both sharp and certain ! " " Shall we fire ? " said one of my com- rades as each stood with his piece levelled , and OR , THE WASSAIL BOwl . 79.
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added asked the Squire bad company blood brambles breath cause cheek cheer Chequers Christmas revel close cold continued crack cried dark deep don your kirtles drink drop echo ejaculated endeavoured exclaimed exer eyes faggot fear felt finger fire flames gibbet give ground hallooed hand Harry Bluff head hear heard heart hoar frost hope hundred quarters kirtles sheen knife laugh laughter length light limbs lips listen looked loud maidens don merry mingled mirth miseltoe Mistress Bright Ned Terrywig never night numbers OLD ENGLISH old hall Peter Crummy quired rejoined the Squire repeated replied Harry replied the Squire returned Harry returned Mary scarcely shadow Shep shout snapping sound speak special constable stood strange Stranger tell Terrywig there's thick thought tick-tack tinued Tis Christmas Tis Christmas-eve to-night told ye tone tongue turned voice wassail bowl ween whistle wood words yule log
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