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She seems as 'twere a scudding bird that, lighting from the sky, Doth on the surface of the stream with outspread pinions fare.
How if you share the treasure, prince! A queen Knows naught of love and she who truly loves Cares little for a crown! 'Twere better, prince, Then to divide the treasure and at once What says my prince? Have you done so already? Have you in truth? And do I know the blest one? CARLOS. Thou shalt. I will unfold myself to thee, To thy unspotted innocence, dear maid, Thy pure, unblemished nature.
Gow with sudden interest, "'ave you heard tell about the back o' Canvey Island bein' blown up yesterday mornin'?" "Blown up!" I repeated as we ran alongside. "Who on earth did that?" Mr. Gow shook his head as he clambered on board after me. "No one don't seem to know," he remarked. "'Twere done arly in the mornin', they reckon.
'We have followed the wrong carriage. 'Not you, sir, the smith answered. 'Twas fitted up for the job, or I should not have had to force the door. If 'twere not got ready for a job of this kind, why a half-inch shutter inside the canvas blinds, and the bolt outside, 'swell as a lock? Mark that door! D'you ever see the like of that on an honest carriage? Why, 'tis naught but a prison!
'Twere better that ye perished in a Christian way than that ye plunged from off yon dizzy tower. Give ye good-day." "God keep ye, gentle knave farewell." But heedless of the peasant's warning, the players moved straightway toward the castle. Word was brought to Count Leonardo that a company of mountebanks besought his hospitality. "'Tis well. Dispose of them in the customary manner. Yet stay!
ISOLANI. And therefore thrusts he us into the deserts As beasts of prey, that so he may preserve His dear sheep fattening in his fields at home. Count! this comparison you make, not I. ILLO. Why, were we all the court supposes us 'Twere dangerous, sure, to give us liberty. You have taken liberty it was not given you, And therefore it becomes an urgent duty To rein it in with the curbs.
"Good-by, then," he said, picking up his hat. "You may as well stay to lunch," his hostess said rising. "No," returned he. "I must go and write to Edith." And off he went, humming: "'Twere errant folly to presume Love's flame could burn and not consume."
If 'twere not that I know she'd be here immejit I'd go afther her mysel', and not keep your lordship waitin'." She motioned him to a wide settle on the porch with an alert hospitality.
Andy and Jamie ran down with David. No trace of the boat was to be found. In the earth above the shore were plainly to be seen the tracks of two men wearing hobnailed boots. "They's fresh tracks," declared David. "Made this marnin'," Andy agreed. "They's the same kind of tracks as the ones I see under Lem's window. Whoever 'twere made these tracks shot Lem and took his silver."
At lang length he thowt he saw yan o' t' lads waitin' for him under an oak, but when he'd gotten alangside o' him, he fan' it were a lad that he'd niver clapped een on afore. He were no bigger nor Doed, but 'twere gey hard to tell how owd he were; and he'd a fearful queer smell about him; 'twere just as though he'd taen t' juices out o' all t' trees o' t' wood an' smeared 'em ower his body.
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