"I dare well say," so spake Hagen, "though I never have seen Siegfried, yet can I well believe, however this may be, that he is the warrior that strideth yonder in such lordly wise.
"Thet water's wet, anyhow," he drawled.
By so doing, however, we shall provide, in the eyes of the German nation, a complete justification of William II.
Tom, who had been brought up in his father's profession, was of that bull-terrier type so common in England; sturdy, middle-sized, deep-chested, broad-shouldered, his face full of shrewdness and good nature, and of humour withal.
I wish you all happiness, and I thank you for the many kind things you have said, for the good advice you have given me.
He did not know.
So long as we remained in France his humour was like this, delicate and expansive, but an accidental allusion led us across the Channel when he changed.
Simpson, puzzled, amazed, and a little scared at last, had barely time to notice the position before it dissolved.
There is not a man in town who dare look me in the eye and take a rise like that out of me, but she did it without a flicker.
On the evening of the day when she was buried, a rich man went, not to Pilate, but to the cure of the place.
"Oh, we ought not to come in!"
Mr. Saltoun, every time he met Racey, took special pains to ask his puncher how much twice six times two hundred was.
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I have not said a word of that kind.
There is one thing, Mrs. Tolbridge, that you should never forget, and that is that the doctor is not only your husband, but the mainstay of the community."
I have suitors come huddle, twos upon twos, And threes upon threes: and what think you Troubles me?
To count the hour-bell and expect no change; And ever as the sullen sound is heard, Still to reflect that though a joyless note To him whose moments all have one dull pace, Ten thousand rovers in the world at large Account it music--that it summons some To theatre, or jocund feast, or ball; The wearied hireling finds it a release From labour; and the lover, who has chid Its long delay, feels every welcome stroke Upon his heart-strings trembling with delight: To fly for refuge from distracting thought To such amusements as ingenious woe Contrives, hard-shifting and without her tools-- To read engraven on the muddy walls, In staggering types, his predecessor's tale, A sad memorial, and subjoin his own; To turn purveyor to an overgorged And bloated spider, till the pampered pest Is made familiar, watches his approach, Comes at his call, and serves him for a friend; To wear out time in numbering to and fro The studs that thick emboss his iron door, Then downward and then upward, then aslant And then alternate, with a sickly hope By dint of change to give his tasteless task Some relish, till, the sum exactly found In all directions, he begins again:-- Oh comfortless existence!
and for only answer the first voice shouted once more, "O look!
On other occasions he saw big scorpions and big hairy spiders trying to escape in the same way, and showing the same helpless inability to injure their ravenous foes, or to defend themselves.
"Yes," she said, "we shall both have memories..." And suddenly the rich, deep voice quoted in English: "'Memories like almighty wine.'"