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Page 12
... happiness of millions might now be depending on my firmness , and promptitude . " In conscientiously driving the image of Rhoda from his thoughts , they again reverted to the conversation he had just held with Mur- tagh of the Mountains ...
... happiness of millions might now be depending on my firmness , and promptitude . " In conscientiously driving the image of Rhoda from his thoughts , they again reverted to the conversation he had just held with Mur- tagh of the Mountains ...
Page 47
... happier auspi- ces : till then bear with you the esteem , the love , the heart - approval of your own Horace . " So saying , he led her back to her humble equipage , and few that had seen her mounted behind her rough and ragged guide ...
... happier auspi- ces : till then bear with you the esteem , the love , the heart - approval of your own Horace . " So saying , he led her back to her humble equipage , and few that had seen her mounted behind her rough and ragged guide ...
Page 79
... happiness , the poor invalid lay with the hand of his recovered daughter clasped in his , and his sunken eyes fixed on her face with a dove - like softness , till , tired with gaz- ing , his mind soothed to certainty , they at length ...
... happiness , the poor invalid lay with the hand of his recovered daughter clasped in his , and his sunken eyes fixed on her face with a dove - like softness , till , tired with gaz- ing , his mind soothed to certainty , they at length ...
Page 92
... happier than you did when you left us , " said Marcia , gazing earnestly at her sister . " I have suffered much , Marcia , though no- thing more shocking has happened to me , than that , of which you are aware . Do not quarrel with my ...
... happier than you did when you left us , " said Marcia , gazing earnestly at her sister . " I have suffered much , Marcia , though no- thing more shocking has happened to me , than that , of which you are aware . Do not quarrel with my ...
Page 106
... happiness of taking you hence . " The poor man shook his head as much as to say ; it will not be done till it is too late . Captain Percy was called out by the gover- nor of the jail , and Mr. Ford again murmured out his grateful ...
... happiness of taking you hence . " The poor man shook his head as much as to say ; it will not be done till it is too late . Captain Percy was called out by the gover- nor of the jail , and Mr. Ford again murmured out his grateful ...
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Page 49 - A light broke in upon my brain, — It was the carol of a bird ; It ceased, and then it came again, The sweetest song ear ever heard, And mine was thankful till my eyes...
Page 288 - OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME OH! breathe not his name, — let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonored his relics are laid; Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head.
Page 207 - ETERNAL Spirit of the chainless Mind ! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty ! thou art, For there thy habitation is the heart — The heart which love of thee alone can bind ; And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd — To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind.
Page 288 - OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH I breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade. Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid : Sad, silent, and dark, be the tears that we shed, As the night-dew that falls on the grass o'er his head. But the night-dew that falls, though in silence it weeps, Shall brighten with verdure the grave where he sleeps ; And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.