Fern Vale; or, The Queensland squatter, Volume 2; Volume 124

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Page 1 - Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips. — You should be women, And yet your beards forbid me to interpret That you are so.
Page 103 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, : Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Page 321 - Nae cotillion brent new frae France, But hornpipes, jigs, strathspeys and reels, Put life and mettle in their heels. A winnock-bunker in the east, There sat auld Nick, in shape o...
Page 32 - To be suspected ; fram'd to make women false. The Moor is of a free and open nature, That thinks men honest, that but seem to be so ; And will as tenderly be led by the nose, As asses are. I have't ; — it is engender'd : — Hell and night Must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light.
Page 249 - EPIGRAM. ENGRAVED ON THE COLLAR OF A DOG, WHICH I GAVE TO HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS. I AM his Highness' dog at Kew ; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you ? EPIGRAM.
Page 75 - Belinda may vouchsafe to view : Slight is the subject, but not so the praise, If she inspire, and he approve my lays. Say what strange motive, goddess, could compel A well-bred lord...
Page 228 - Come, landlord, fill the flowing bowl Until it doth run over ! For to-night we'll merry be, To-morrow we'll be sober.
Page 46 - His horse, which never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought, Away went hat and wig : He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig. The wind did blow, the cloak did fly Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button, failing both, At last it flew away.
Page 196 - They are brought together to give an account of the deeds done in the body.
Page 342 - It does credit to the taste and skill of the fair authoress." — Naval and Military Gazette. "The sentiment, tenderness, humour, and delicate touches which pervade every page, will give it a lasting popularity, and foremost place in the ranks of the most instructive kind of fiction — the moral novel.

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