The Montanas: Or, Under the Stars. A RomanceCarleton, 1866 - 320 Seiten |
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Ala Ray Aljean answered arms Aunt Dinah Aunt Edith bear beautiful bitter breath bright Brightland brother calm Captain Bob cerning child chirography Claremont clasped Clyde Ingram cold Cousin Warren crushed dark darling death dream duty eternal eyes face father feel felt fingers flowers Gerald Austin God's golden golden river gone grave Hampshire hills hand happy Hawsey heard heart heaven hope Jennie Kingswell knew Leah leave light lips look marriage married Mary Milverton Miss Montana Miss Phoebe morning mother Nahant never night once pain passed poor Raymond Retta Austin Ridgely Seaman seemed shadow shining silent smile sorrow soul Southern speak spoke Stanley Stanley's stars stood strange suffering sweet talk tears tell things thought tones truth Uncle Montana voice waiting walked Warren Hayne Wayburn wife woman words young
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Seite 141 - It might have been." Alas for maiden, alas for Judge, For rich repiner and household drudge! God pity them both! and pity us all, Who vainly the dreams of youth recall. For of all sad words of tongue or pen, The saddest are these: "It might have been...
Seite 207 - And furious every charger neighed To join the dreadful revelry. Then shook the hills with thunder riven: Then rushed the steed to battle driven; And louder than the bolts of Heaven Far flashed the red artillery.
Seite 300 - Gone, forever gone ; and in their places Weary men and anxious women stand. Yet we have some little ones,' still ours ; They have kept the baby smile we know, Which we kissed one day, and hid with flowers, On their dead white faces, long ago.
Seite 300 - NOTHING is our own : we hold our pleasures Just a. little while, ere they are fled: One by one life robs us of our treasures ; Nothing is our own except our Dead. They are ours, and hold in faithful keeping, Safe forever, all they took away. Cruel life can never stir that sleeping, Cruel time can never seize that prey. Justice pales; truth fades; stars fall from heaven; Human are the great whom we revere : No true crown of honor can be given, Till we place it on a funeral bier.
Seite 104 - Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours Which makes it fatal to be loved? Ah why With cypress branches hast thou wreathed thy bowers, And made thy best interpreter a sigh? As those who dote on odours pluck the flowers, And place them on their breast — but place to die — Thus the frail beings we would fondly cherish Are laid within our bosoms but to perish.
Seite 152 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where friendship...
Seite 101 - tis madness to defer: Next day the fatal precedent will plead; Thus on, till wisdom is pushed out of life. Procrastination is the thief of time; Year after year it steals, till all are fled, And to the mercies of a moment leaves The vast concerns of an eternal scene.
Seite 103 - We — are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar? Such difference without discord as can make Those sweetest sounds in which all spirits shake, As trembling leaves in a continuous air.