...letter and returned it to its envelope, and taking a pep from the desk, wrote across its blank side — "'Oh! what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive!" ' Then he opened the thin, black-covered book and wrote in a hand like copper-plate engraving, "This...

...of that, I trow. Yet Clare's sharp questions must I shun, Must separate Constance from the Nun6 — Oh, what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive! A Palmer too ! no wonder why I felt rebuked beneath his eye : I might have known there was but one...

...history of that time belongs to fact and how much to fancy it is beyond me to decide. CHAPTER XI. ** Oh ! what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive ! " SCOTT. EMERGING from this sea of dreams tumultuous, I seemed, on a certain cold, gray morning,...

...before your eyes, Nor think from evil, good can ever rise. Coming events cast their shadows before. Oh, what a tangled web we weave, When first we practice to deceive! Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge. For as you sow, you're like to reap. Look e'er you leap, An evil...

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...be found iu the Asdepiad. THE OTHER DICK. "BY THE WAY, XOBAH, WHAT BECAME OF THAT OTIIEK DICK ? " " Oh ! what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive." IT was a lovely June afternoon. The little roadside station was «ray with climbing roses and bright-lined...

...attempts to conceal the secret referred to, and to have lost a portion of his natural truthfulness. " Oh, what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive ! " But even so, his word is more to be trusted than the organic d\iplicity of A. 3. The above problem...

...crowning deceit of his life, and made him the object of melancholy that he is, a martyr for a deception. Oh ! what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive. With no guide but a too indulgent mother and no adviser but his own erratic inclination, this juvenile...

...they are seasoned. (59) On Linden, when the sun was low, All bloodless lay the untrodden snow. (60) Oh, what a. tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive 1 (61) He sleeps wherever night overtakes him. (62) He builds a palace of ice where the torrents fall....

...that's wrong." 17. " From the center all around to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute." 18. " Oh what a tangled web we weave When first we practice to deceive ! " 19. " But the lawyers smiled that afternoon When he hummed in court an old love tune." 20. " The...