What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
actress asked baby Battle of Blenheim beside Bettina Germaine Bettymuz Bonnie brother called Carter chair cheeks cigar close coat collie color coming Cornelia dear Dick door drew eyes face feel felt Friend Cecelia gave glance Grand Master hair hand happy head heart Jack Garland knew laughed lawn Lawton Ledgelawn Leslie Carter letter light lips little girl looked Madam Denman Melissa mind Miriam Miss Germaine Miss Hayden morning mother Napoleon Bonaparte never night Norwood Arms Odd Fellows passed porte-cochere pretty Quakeress Rebekah Lodge replied Richard Denman rose Sapphire seat seemed side sing smile song sure Sweetheart talk tell Theo Hayden Theo's thing thought Tilton tion to-night told tone took turned Uncle Poly voice waiting walked watch waved West Newbury window Witchard woman wonder words yacht York
Page 271 - gainst time or fate, For, lo ! my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace ? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day, The friends I seek are seeking me; No wind can drive my bark astray, Nor change the tide of destiny. What matter if I stand alone ? I wait with joy the coming years; My heart shall reap where it has sown, And garner up its fruit of tears.
Page 95 - s the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven ; It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
Page 57 - Thou hast clothed me, warmed and fed me, Listen to my evening prayer. Let my sins be all forgiven ! Bless the friends I love so well ! Take me, when I die, to heaven, Happy there with thee to dwell ! VI.
Page 73 - GROW old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in his hand Who saith, "A whole I planned, Youth shows but half; trust God: see all, nor be afraid!
Page 287 - TEACH me your mood, O patient stars ! Who climb each night the ancient sky, Leaving on space no shade, no scars, No trace of age, no fear to die.
Page 1 - Friendship ! mysterious cement of the soul ! Sweet'ner of life ! and solder of society ! I owe thee much.
Page 86 - If she be not fair for me, what care I how fair she be ? " But he did care, and he told himself that the song did him no good.
Page v - I hope it will be received in the same spirit in which it was made." Mr. Bridgeman and Mr. Ives looked at each other steadily, after he had spoken, and Ives again said : " You have said a great deal sir.
Page 18 - There's a room for you, but" — he took off his hat and ran his fingers through his hair — "I don't think you ought to stay here.