Meadowleigh, by the author of 'The ladies of Bever Hollow'.1863 |
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... not , " said her companion . " You are not pretty enough to be run away with , you know ; you won't set the world on fire , Nelly ! " VOL . I. B But the carelessness of his words and tone covered real MEADOWLEIGH. ...
... not , " said her companion . " You are not pretty enough to be run away with , you know ; you won't set the world on fire , Nelly ! " VOL . I. B But the carelessness of his words and tone covered real MEADOWLEIGH. ...
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... fire , she was yet a pretty brunette , with a countenance that united gentleness with de- cision . The gentlemen were now talking on the prospects of the coming spring , and the sport they had during the winter ; and one of them said ...
... fire , she was yet a pretty brunette , with a countenance that united gentleness with de- cision . The gentlemen were now talking on the prospects of the coming spring , and the sport they had during the winter ; and one of them said ...
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... fires herself , instead of trusting to the maids . Or , what if a weary invalid , unable to feel her strength equal to her day , and glad of the day's close ? She was not a coward at any rate ; and she liked early hours . Two good ...
... fires herself , instead of trusting to the maids . Or , what if a weary invalid , unable to feel her strength equal to her day , and glad of the day's close ? She was not a coward at any rate ; and she liked early hours . Two good ...
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... fire , Close by whose living coal I sit And glow like it ; The threshold of my doore Is worn by the poore Who thither come , and freely get Good words or meate . - HERRICK . WHAT a curious feeling one sometimes has , on entering as a ...
... fire , Close by whose living coal I sit And glow like it ; The threshold of my doore Is worn by the poore Who thither come , and freely get Good words or meate . - HERRICK . WHAT a curious feeling one sometimes has , on entering as a ...
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... fire , a handsome piano , and plenty of music books and portfolios , gave promise of pleasant in- door resources . The severe tea included a hot partridge ; and Miss Clairvaux seemed to give only two strokes to the bird , and thereby di ...
... fire , a handsome piano , and plenty of music books and portfolios , gave promise of pleasant in- door resources . The severe tea included a hot partridge ; and Miss Clairvaux seemed to give only two strokes to the bird , and thereby di ...
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Page 202 - Rumour can ope the grave. Acquaintance I would have, but when 't depends Not on the number, but the choice of friends.
Page 202 - t depends Not on the number, but the choice of friends. Books should, not business, entertain the light, And sleep, as undisturbed as death, the night. My house a cottage, more Than palace, and should fitting be For all my use, no luxury. My garden painted o'er With Nature's hand, not Art's ; and pleasures yield, Horace might envy in his Sabine field.
Page 89 - Wherever I find a great deal of gratitude in a poor man, I take it for granted there would be as much generosity if he were a rich man.
Page 152 - WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad, How many poor I see ! What shall I render to my God For all his gifts to me ? Not more than others I deserve, Yet God hath given me more ; For I have food while others starve, Or beg from door to door.
Page 20 - Some brittle sticks of thorn or briar Make me a fire, Close by whose living coal I sit, And glow like it. Lord, I confess too, when I dine, The pulse is thine, And all those other bits that be There...
Page 159 - O, how I long to travel back, And tread again that ancient track! That I might once more reach that plain, Where first I left my glorious train; From whence the enlightened spirit sees That shady city of palm trees.
Page 202 - These unbought sports, this happy state, I would not fear, nor wish my fate, But boldly say each night, To-morrow let my sun his beams display, Or in clouds hide them — I have lived to-day.
Page 215 - Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness? It was gone Quite underground; as flowers depart To see their mother root, when they have blown ; Where they together All the hard weather, Dead to the world, keep house unknown.
Page 48 - The clash of arguments and jar of words, Worse than the mortal brunt of rival swords, Decide no question with their tedious length, For opposition gives opinion strength, Divert the champions prodigal of breath, And put the peaceably disposed to death.
Page 215 - The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness?