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She made me this ottoman," said her elder sister — " And the bell-ropes to match.
" " And this pretty table-cover," observed the second, " was all her work. She sat
up in bed to embroider it, poor thing ! being confined to her room at the time by a
...
She made me this ottoman," said her elder sister — " And the bell-ropes to match.
" " And this pretty table-cover," observed the second, " was all her work. She sat
up in bed to embroider it, poor thing ! being confined to her room at the time by a
...
Page 149
There is only one thing !" It is the same everywhere — the common lament even
of the most fortunate — there is always one thing wanting — one little thing
without which our felicity is incomplete. " Can it be," thought Mrs. Vernon, " that
she has ...
There is only one thing !" It is the same everywhere — the common lament even
of the most fortunate — there is always one thing wanting — one little thing
without which our felicity is incomplete. " Can it be," thought Mrs. Vernon, " that
she has ...
Page 173
In life," writes the same American author from whom we have before quoted, "
there are many things which interfere with a ... beloved's, tender looks to bring
And make the daylight still a blessed thing, And tender voices to make soft the
wind.
In life," writes the same American author from whom we have before quoted, "
there are many things which interfere with a ... beloved's, tender looks to bring
And make the daylight still a blessed thing, And tender voices to make soft the
wind.
Page 297
... which fanned her fevered cheek. Every thing looked lovely — too lovely for her
— for the tranquillity and harmony which reigned every where around formed a
sad contrast to the elements of discord which were warring within herself, and ...
... which fanned her fevered cheek. Every thing looked lovely — too lovely for her
— for the tranquillity and harmony which reigned every where around formed a
sad contrast to the elements of discord which were warring within herself, and ...
Page 357
Why weep ye, glorious and majestic things — Ye trees that stay the wind's proud
wanderings — Why do ye weep ? do ye not love the light That streams from the
myriad eyes of the watching night ? Do ye love the flashing fire of gorgeous day ...
Why weep ye, glorious and majestic things — Ye trees that stay the wind's proud
wanderings — Why do ye weep ? do ye not love the light That streams from the
myriad eyes of the watching night ? Do ye love the flashing fire of gorgeous day ...
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Page 53 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon. Nor brought too long a day ; But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 386 - I loved Ophelia : forty thousand brothers Could not, with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Page 380 - He raised a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being. That done, he lets me go, And with his head over his shoulder turned He seemed to find his way without his eyes, For out o' doors he went without their help And to the last bended their light on me.
Page 321 - No, no, no life : Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all ? Thou'lt come no more. Never, never, never, never, never ! — Pray you undo this button : thank you, sir.
Page 113 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove. O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Page 106 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Page 331 - 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.
Page 380 - Doubt thou the stars are fire ; Doubt that the sun doth move ; Doubt truth to be a liar ; But never doubt I love.
Page 24 - And should my youth, as youth is apt I know, Some harshness show, All vain asperities I day by day Would wear away, Till the smooth temper of my age should be Like the high leaves upon the Holly Tree.
Page 107 - I'd have you do it ever : when you sing, I'd have you buy and sell so ; so give alms ; Pray so ; and, for the ordering your affairs, To sing them too. When you do dance, I wish you A wave o...