Cooper's Novels, Volume 1Stringer and Townsend, 1852 |
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... master , appeared on its stoop , as the ill - arranged entrances of the buildings of the place are still termed . He was seemingly prepared for some expedition that was likely to consume the day . A black of middle age followed the ...
... master , appeared on its stoop , as the ill - arranged entrances of the buildings of the place are still termed . He was seemingly prepared for some expedition that was likely to consume the day . A black of middle age followed the ...
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... master Euclid , I have eyes in my head , as thou knowest by bitter experience ! D'ye remember , ragamuffin , the ... masters had no eyes , a pretty world would the negroes make 10 THE WATER - WITCH .
... master Euclid , I have eyes in my head , as thou knowest by bitter experience ! D'ye remember , ragamuffin , the ... masters had no eyes , a pretty world would the negroes make 10 THE WATER - WITCH .
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... master's means of information . So long as the latter contin- ued in sight , the black watched his form in doubt ; and when it had turned a corner , he stood at gaze , for a moment , with a negro on a neighboring stoop ; then both shook ...
... master's means of information . So long as the latter contin- ued in sight , the black watched his form in doubt ; and when it had turned a corner , he stood at gaze , for a moment , with a negro on a neighboring stoop ; then both shook ...
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... master , by some facetious observation adapted to the habits and capacity of the slave . From this , it would seem , that , while he had so exaggerated notions of domestic discipline , the worthy burgher was far from being one who ...
... master , by some facetious observation adapted to the habits and capacity of the slave . From this , it would seem , that , while he had so exaggerated notions of domestic discipline , the worthy burgher was far from being one who ...
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... master's geldings . ' " He'm werry young , master My'nert : no one get wis'om fore a gray hair . " He's forty every minute , and the rogue gets impu dence with his years . Age is a reverend and respect able condition , when it brings ...
... master's geldings . ' " He'm werry young , master My'nert : no one get wis'om fore a gray hair . " He's forty every minute , and the rogue gets impu dence with his years . Age is a reverend and respect able condition , when it brings ...
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Page 66 - But methinks he should stand in fear of fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep. [Aside. CADE. Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny : the threehooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass.
Page 190 - Thou think'st It much to tread the ooze of the salt deep, And run upon the sharp wind of the north !" " I never dared to ask again. But what matters that ? They say the ground is rough and difficult to walk on ; that earthquakes shake it and make holes to swallow cities...
Page 25 - I am gone, sir, and anon, sir, I'll be with you again, In a trice, like to the old vice, Your need to sustain. Who with dagger of lath, in his rage and his wrath, Cries ah, ha ! to the devil. Like a mad lad, pare thy nails, dad, Adieu, goodman devil.
Page 191 - ... the sea-fowl, rocking in the storm* In breeze and gale, thy onward course we urge ; My Water-Queen ! Lady of mine ! More light and swift than thou, none thread the sea, With surer keel, or steadier on its path ; We brave each waste of ocean-mystery, And laugh to hear the howling tempest's wrath ! For we are thine ! My brigantine ! Trust to the mystic power that points thy way, Trust to the eye that pierces from afar, Trust the red meteors that around thee play, And fearless trust the sea-green...