Mrs. Leicester's school; or, The history of several young ladies, by C. and M. Lamb

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G. Routledge and Sons, 1881 - 127 Seiten
 

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Seite 27 - HOW doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower...
Seite 93 - I was almost the only being she felt anything like fondness to, made me love her, as it was natural; indeed, I am ashamed to say, that I fear I almost loved her better than both my parents put together. But there was an oddness, a silence about my aunt, which was never interrupted but by her occasional expressions of love to me, that made me stand in fear of her. An odd look from under her spectacles would sometimes scare me away when I had been peering up in her face to make her kiss me. Then she...
Seite 73 - I concluded that I must be a Mahometan, for I believed every word I read. At length I met with something which I also believed, though I trembled as I read it : — this was, that after we are dead, we are to pass over a narrow bridge, which crosses a bottomless gulf. The bridge was described to be no wider than a silken thread ; and it said, that all who were not Mahometans would slip on one side of this bridge, and drop into the tremendous gulf that had no bottom. I considered myself as a Mahometan,...
Seite 28 - ... would not sing any more, if their eggs were taken away from them. A hen, she said, was a hospitable bird, and always laid more eggs than she wanted, on purpose to give her mistress, to make puddings and custards with. I do not know which pleased grandmamma best, when we carried her home a lap-full of eggs, or a few violets ; for she was particularly fond of violets. Violets were very scarce ; we used to search very carefully for them every morning, round by the orchard hedge...
Seite 73 - It said that Ishmael's father and mother first saw this light streaming from his forehead as he was lying asleep in the cradle. I was very sorry so many of the leaves were torn out, for it was as entertaining as a fairy tale. I used to read the history of Ishmael and then go and look at him in the tapestry, and then read his history again. When I had almost learned the history of Ishmael by heart I read the rest of the book, and then I came to the history of Mahomet, who was there said to be the...
Seite 21 - ... to each other when we are in a happier temper. But these things come over us like grievous faults when the object of our affection is gone for ever. Your dear mamma and I had no quarrels ; yet, in the first days of my lonely sorrow, how many things came into my mind that I might have done to have made her happier ! It is so with you, my child. You did all a child could do to please your uncle, and dearly did he love you...

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