"It's a very good resolution
and one everybody ought to make."
"Oh, my mother!" exclaimed Albert, so overcome he could scarcely speak; "it is not the same with you and me -- you cannot have made the same resolution
I have, for I have come to warn you that I bid adieu to your house, and -- and to you."
The mover and seconder of the first Resolution
(not having so much as the ghost of an idea to trouble either of them), poured out language in flowing and overflowing streams, like water from a perpetual spring.
O yes!" outside in the street proclaiming the Resolution
of the Council.
He was answered by a voice which informed him of the resolution
just arrived at.
The Owls had barely time to pass a new resolution
, namely, "That we do stand
But that being soon obtained, one Captain Richardson, who commanded, taking about thirty men with him, marched bravely up to them; and making his way with great resolution
through the crowd, they flying, but throwing stones and hallooing at him, and his men.
It was with an agitated, burning heart and brain that I hurried homewards, regardless of that scorching noonday sun - forgetful of everything but her I had just left - regretting nothing but her impenetrability, and my own precipitancy and want of tact - fearing nothing but her hateful resolution
, and my inability to overcome it - hoping nothing - but halt, - I will not bore you with my conflicting hopes and fears - my serious cogitations and resolves.
This is my fixed resolution
, and so I leave you to consider on it." He then broke from her with such violence, that her face dashed against the floor; and he burst directly out of the room, leaving poor Sophia prostrate on the ground.
While Miss Pink dwelt eloquently on the shortness of the notice, Miss Pink's niece based her resolution
on far more important grounds.
She drew herself into an attitude not of defiance, but of resolution
, as one that would avoid provoking assault, yet was resolute to repel it, being offered, to the utmost of her power.
THAT same Thursday morning, as Arthur Donnithorne was moving about in his dressing-room seeing his well-looking British person reflected in the old-fashioned mirrors, and stared at, from a dingy olive-green piece of tapestry, by Pharaoh's daughter and her maidens, who ought to have been minding the infant Moses, he was holding a discussion with himself, which, by the time his valet was tying the black silk sling over his shoulder, had issued in a distinct practical resolution