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... passing before the vision . To complete the picture , we should hear the cannon's roar amid the groans of the wounded ... passed pleasantly away . At length the guests dispersed ; some to dream of the handsome officers -some , perhaps ...
... passing before the vision . To complete the picture , we should hear the cannon's roar amid the groans of the wounded ... passed pleasantly away . At length the guests dispersed ; some to dream of the handsome officers -some , perhaps ...
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... possible , and sportively enjoyed the surprise of their friends who discovered themselves in error . Their disposition , habits , and tastes were similar , with one ex- ception - Caroline was fond of reading , and passed ISABEL . 23.
... possible , and sportively enjoyed the surprise of their friends who discovered themselves in error . Their disposition , habits , and tastes were similar , with one ex- ception - Caroline was fond of reading , and passed ISABEL . 23.
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ception - Caroline was fond of reading , and passed much of her leisure time in the study of judicious books ; while Florence , full of life as the merry bird that flits from tree to tree , preferred to study Nature in her various forms ...
ception - Caroline was fond of reading , and passed much of her leisure time in the study of judicious books ; while Florence , full of life as the merry bird that flits from tree to tree , preferred to study Nature in her various forms ...
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... passing for ever away . Was the absence of a newly found brother , for a few weeks , sufficient to fade the roses upon her cheek ? Her duties are not neglected , but eagerly does she seize upon her hours of retirement . She is absorbed ...
... passing for ever away . Was the absence of a newly found brother , for a few weeks , sufficient to fade the roses upon her cheek ? Her duties are not neglected , but eagerly does she seize upon her hours of retirement . She is absorbed ...
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... passed within the deep cells of her innocent heart ; but if we look upon her fair face , we shall know that naught unhallowed enters there . The treasure was safely enshrined , and the labors of the toilet completed , when Isabel ...
... passed within the deep cells of her innocent heart ; but if we look upon her fair face , we shall know that naught unhallowed enters there . The treasure was safely enshrined , and the labors of the toilet completed , when Isabel ...
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angel arms asked Aunt Susan beautiful blessed bosom breath Bridget bright bright eyes Brookfield brow Callao charms cheek child companion cousin creature Dartford daugh daughter dear door earth Effie's Elizabeth Woodville Esmeralda eyes face fair fair brow father fear feel fell felt Fitzgerald Florence flowers Frank Frederick frigate gaze gentle girl Grace grave guarda-costa hair hand happy heard heart heaven hope hour husband Isidore John Gower lady laughed leave Lifford Lima lips live looked Lord Cochrane Macedonian mind morning Moses moss roses mother never Nichols night pale passed Pauline pinnace queen replied rose San Martin's SARAH ROBERTS seemed Selwyn sigh sing sister sleep smile soft soon sorrow spirit stood sweet tears thee things thou thought told turned uncle Vala voice walk Warwick weary Who'll buy wife wild young
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Seite 123 - In a golden current on, Ere from the garden, man's first abode, The glorious guests were gone. So might the days have been brightly told — Those days of song and dreams — When shepherds gather'd their flocks of old, By the blue Arcadian streams. » So in those isles of delight, that rest Far off in a breezeless main, Which many a bark, with a weary quest, Has sought, but still in vain.
Seite 159 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted ; But yet...
Seite 9 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Seite 123 - TwAs a lovely thought to mark the hours, As they floated in light away, By the opening and the folding flowers, That laugh to the summer's day. Thus had each moment its own rich hue, And its graceful cup and bell, In whose coloured vase might sleep the dew, Like a pearl in an ocean-shell.
Seite 68 - And with a sharp, quick cry, as if her heart Were crush'd, she lifted him and held him close Into her bosom — with a mother's thought — As if death had no power to touch him there ! ******* The man of God came forth, and led the child Unto his mother, and went on his way. And he was there — her beautiful — her own — Living and smiling on her — with his arms Folded about her neck, and his warm breath Breathing upon her lips, and in her ear The music of his gentle voice once more ! D2 JEPHTHAH'S...
Seite 66 - To love when he was slumbering at her side In his unconscious infancy — "— So still! 'Tis a soft sleep ! How beautiful he lies, With his fair forehead, and the rosy veins Playing so freshly in his sunny cheek ! How could they say that he would die ! Oh, God!
Seite 67 - Many long years to come, and his fair hair Will darken like his father's, and his eye Be of a deeper blue when he is grown ; And he will be so tall, and I shall look With such a pride upon him! — He to die!
Seite 34 - The historic libraries of Londonderry and Belfast gave him valuable information. He traveled from the South to the North, from the East to the West...
Seite 94 - Is couleur de rose. The summer of love Is the bloom of the heart, When hill, grove, and valley Their music impart ; And the pure glow of Heaven Is seen in fond eyes, As lakes show the rainbow That's hung in the skies.
Seite 176 - Neville was invisible. Nobody could tell what to make of her. Her beauty was, however, no questionable matter. All the parish agreed on that point. She was in deep mourning, which set off advantageously a tall and...