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Treachery's cheap in this country. A rupee will buy a pile of roguery." He looked at me expressively. "Keep a bright look-out for a brace of well-oiled stowaways," said he. "It's the Major's business," I answered, with a shrug. When Captain North came on board he and I went into the Major's berth. We scrutinized every part, but saw nothing to indicate that a tool had been used or a plank lifted.

Alas! your path of flowers will disappear; E'en now a thousand thorns are pointed near; Ah! here you find 'base treachery's burning brand, And sorrows score the heart, nor spare the hand; But here 'Beauty's sovereign' so say you A thing that in one hour may lose its hue It lies upon the surface of the skin Aye, Beauty's self was never worth a pin; But still it suits the superficial mind The slight observer of the human kind; The airy, fleety, vain, and hollow thing, That only feeds on wily flattering.

She was trembling now, for Mother Bunch's evident perturbation had infected her. "Tell me the whole story, Mrs. O'Flaherty you bring my heart into my mouth when you look at me like that, and don't tell me what the real matter is." "Treachery's the matter, darlint and a mane, cowardly trick to ruin an honest man, and to give the handsomest girl in Liverpool to a villain.

Take, then, this counsel, 'tis the last that I shall breathe to thee, Though on the winds I know these words of mine will wasted be: I was the first on whom thou didst bestow the fond caress, And gave those pledges of thy soul, that hour of happiness; Oh, keep the faith of those young days! Thy honor and renown Thou must not blight by love unkind, by treachery's heartless frown.

Counsellor stood up in the howling wind and looked about him into the wild night. 'I've had a nasty knock on the head, and I suppose they look to the night mail to finish the business. Make haste, John! where's your horse? Treachery's afoot to-night. I've lost my despatches they robbed me of them! But I'll beat them all yet! Give me your flask. How far is it to Révonde?

And 'sorrow hath not scored with demon hand, Nor 'o'er our hopes pass'd treachery's burning brand; But where the sorrows and the treachery are, I think may easily be made appear. In 'bridal scenes, in 'banquets and in bowers! 'Mid revelry and variegated flowers, Is where your mother Eve first felt their powers.

Has sorrow scored your brows with demon hand, Or o'er your hopes passed treachery's burning brand? "Ye would have graced right well The bridal scene, the banquet, or the bowers Where mirth and revelry usurp the hours Where, like a spell, Beauty is sovereign where man owns its powers, And woman's tread is o'er a path of flowers.

He paused, considering the matter more coldly, and Pollyooly anxiously watched his working face. Little by little it grew calmer. "After all it may not be the scoundrel's fault," he said in a tone of some magnanimity. "I know what women are treachery for treachery's sake. Why should I destroy the poor wretch whose heart has probably been as scored as mine by the discovery of her treachery?

I thought thy name a pledge to me Of fondest hope; no less That thou wouldst take as pledges true My kiss and soft caress. What were thy glowing words but lures Thy victim's eyes to blind? Now safe from treachery's hour I bear No rancor in my mind. But better had I known the truth, When I desired to know, And listened to thy pleading words, And read thy written vow.