 | John Frederick Smith - 1858 - عدد الصفحات: 650
...he never had quiet in his mind ; never thought himself sure. When he went abroad, his eyes whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and mauner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rests at night, lay long waking and musing,... | |
 | John Lingard - 1860 - عدد الصفحات: 388
...in his mind, never lhuuf.'ht h'mself " sure. When he went abroad, his eyes whirled about, his bi.dy privily " fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like " one always ready to strike again. He took ill rests at night, lay lout; " wukiug and musing, sure wcuiied... | |
 | John Heneage Jesse - 1862 - عدد الصفحات: 572
...his mind ; he never thought himself sure. When he went abroad, his eyes whirled about ; his body was privily fenced ; his hand ever on his dagger ; his countenance and manner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rest at night, lay long waking and musing. Sore wearied with... | |
 | Edward Shepherd Creasy - 1870 - عدد الصفحات: 608
...his mind ; he never thought himself sure. When he went abroad, his eyes whirled about ; his body was privily fenced ; his hand ever on his dagger ; his countenance and manner, like one ready to strike again. He took ill rest at night, lay long waking and musing. Sore wearied with care... | |
 | James Gairdner - 1874 - عدد الصفحات: 292
...he never had quiet in his mind ; he never thought himself sure. When he went abroad his eyes whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rest at nights, lay long waking and musing ; sore wearied... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1875 - عدد الصفحات: 654
...that he never had quiet in his mind; never thought himself sure. When he went abroad, his eyes whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one alwaya ready to strike again. He took ill rests at night, lay long waking and musing, sore wearied... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1878 - عدد الصفحات: 240
...he never had quiet in his mind ; he never thought himself sure. When he went abroad his eyes whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rest at night; lay long waking and musing; sore wearied with... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 1878 - عدد الصفحات: 220
...he never had quiet in his mind ; he never thought himself sure. When he went abroad his eyes whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rest at night ; lay long waking and musing ; sore wearied... | |
 | James Gairdner - 1878 - عدد الصفحات: 490
...never had quiet in his mind, he never thought himself sure. Where he went abroad, his eyes whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rest at nights, lay long waking and musing ; sore wearied... | |
 | William Henry Davenport Adams - 1880 - عدد الصفحات: 302
...guilt haunted him like a spectre. When he went abroad his own shadow terrified him. " His eyes whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rest at nights, lay long waking and musing ; sore wearied... | |
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