Bentley's Miscellany, Том 49Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1861 |
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... thou still here , knave ? " cried the king . " Me- thought I ordered thee hence . " " For the first time I have presumed to disobey you , " replied the physician ; " but I beseech you listen to me . " " If I might counsel your majesty ...
... thou still here , knave ? " cried the king . " Me- thought I ordered thee hence . " " For the first time I have presumed to disobey you , " replied the physician ; " but I beseech you listen to me . " " If I might counsel your majesty ...
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... thou canst , for I am well - nigh at my wits ' end . " " My " I only know one person who might perchance help your high- ness in this direful extremity , " replied Lady Herbert . brother , Sir Thomas Seymour , would lay down his life ...
... thou canst , for I am well - nigh at my wits ' end . " " My " I only know one person who might perchance help your high- ness in this direful extremity , " replied Lady Herbert . brother , Sir Thomas Seymour , would lay down his life ...
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... thou art the true culprit , Butts , " cried the king . " By the rood ! but that I need thee , thou shouldst pay the penalty of thy folly . Thus much thou art freely forgiven , 16 THE CONSTABLE OF THE TOWER .
... thou art the true culprit , Butts , " cried the king . " By the rood ! but that I need thee , thou shouldst pay the penalty of thy folly . Thus much thou art freely forgiven , 16 THE CONSTABLE OF THE TOWER .
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Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith. thy folly . Thus much thou art freely forgiven , Kate ; but other matter yet remains to be explained . Art thou a sectary and sacra- mentarian ? Hast thou received letters and ...
Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith. thy folly . Thus much thou art freely forgiven , Kate ; but other matter yet remains to be explained . Art thou a sectary and sacra- mentarian ? Hast thou received letters and ...
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... thou knowest , Sir Thomas . " " It were too long to tell all , my liege , " replied Seymour . " In regard to his arms , instead of a duke's coronet , Surrey has put a cap of maintenance purple , with powdered fur , and a close crown ...
... thou knowest , Sir Thomas . " " It were too long to tell all , my liege , " replied Seymour . " In regard to his arms , instead of a duke's coronet , Surrey has put a cap of maintenance purple , with powdered fur , and a close crown ...
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