The name of Biddlebaum he got from a box of goods seen
at a freight station as he hurried through an eastern Ohio town.
Peggotty, 'upon my knee; and many a time you might have seen
me sitting at their doors, when night was coming in, a'most as if they'd been my Darling's children.
And Herbert had seen
him as a predatory Tartar of comic propensities, with a face like a red brick, and an outrageous hat all over bells.
In they went then, and no sooner did the hag see them than she said, 'So you have come, Prince Ring; you must have seen
to my husband and children.
Look here, heretic, have I not told thee a thousand times that I have never once in my life seen
the peerless Dulcinea or crossed the threshold of her palace, and that I am enamoured solely by hearsay and by the great reputation she bears for beauty and discretion?
Then it was he encountered the two Swine-men I had seen
dancing on the night of my arrival; blood-stained they were about the mouth, and intensely excited.
Many people in Berkshire, Surrey, and Middlesex must have seen
the fall of it, and, at most, have thought that another meteorite had descended.
This time he was both seen
and heard, and the tartan instantly steered towards him.
You must have seen
numbers of men killed either in a general engagement, or in single combat, but you never saw anything so truly pitiable as the way in which we fell in that cloister, with the mixing bowl and the loaded tables lying all about, and the ground reeking with our blood.
Never, even in the company of his dear friends at Netherfield, or his dignified relations at Rosings, had she seen
him so desirous to please, so free from self-consequence or unbending reserve, as now, when no importance could result from the success of his endeavours, and when even the acquaintance of those to whom his attentions were addressed would draw down the ridicule and censure of the ladies both of Netherfield as Rosings.
The pearly lustre of the moon went out: The mossy banks and the meandering paths, The happy flowers and the repining trees, Were seen
no more: the very roses' odors Died in the arms of the adoring airs.
Those who had seen
Edgar Caswall familiarly since his arrival, and had already estimated his cold-blooded nature at something of its true value, were surprised that he took so to heart the death of old Chester.