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... mother was born in England , she was the daughter of a country clergyman , and in opposition to her father's entreaties and arguments , as I have heard , married the mate of a North American vessel , and came out with him to the Canadas ...
... mother was born in England , she was the daughter of a country clergyman , and in opposition to her father's entreaties and arguments , as I have heard , married the mate of a North American vessel , and came out with him to the Canadas ...
Page 49
... mother then sought out the residence of her only sister , who was much her senior in years , and who had been married early in life to a worthy gentleman of small fortune , with her father's consent , but my aunt was dead ; and this ...
... mother then sought out the residence of her only sister , who was much her senior in years , and who had been married early in life to a worthy gentleman of small fortune , with her father's consent , but my aunt was dead ; and this ...
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... mother - we will talk of this at a future day . ' And so , Arthur , having seen good in him , who was openly setting law at defiance , could I think one like Clinton , was in the least de- praved ? " " My dear Jane , " said Arthur , " I ...
... mother - we will talk of this at a future day . ' And so , Arthur , having seen good in him , who was openly setting law at defiance , could I think one like Clinton , was in the least de- praved ? " " My dear Jane , " said Arthur , " I ...
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... mother died of decline , and Lucy inherits a tendency to that fatal English disease . Have you not seen the hectic crimson on her alabaster cheek ? You have admired it , and so has Clinton ' ; but I and my grandfather have trembled to ...
... mother died of decline , and Lucy inherits a tendency to that fatal English disease . Have you not seen the hectic crimson on her alabaster cheek ? You have admired it , and so has Clinton ' ; but I and my grandfather have trembled to ...
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... mother lie ? The mud walls of their cabia , are they not still seen upright by the bogs of Kilfenora ? ' Tis the wind of Ireland sweeps over their cold hearth , and that same wind sings in my ears now . I'll never see the place again ...
... mother lie ? The mud walls of their cabia , are they not still seen upright by the bogs of Kilfenora ? ' Tis the wind of Ireland sweeps over their cold hearth , and that same wind sings in my ears now . I'll never see the place again ...
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Page 37 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Page 140 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him. Oh ! make her a grave where the sunbeams rest When they promise a glorious morrow ; They'll shine o'er her sleep, like a smile from the West, From her own loved island of sorrow.
Page 109 - Struck by the envious wrath of man or god, Have sunk, extinct in their refulgent prime; And some yet live, treading the thorny road, Which leads, through toil and hate, to Fame's serene abode. VI But now, thy youngest, dearest one, has perished The...
Page 641 - Ay, I had plann'd full many a sanguine scheme Of earthly happiness — romantic schemes, And fraught with loveliness ; and it is hard To feel the hand of Death arrest one's steps, Throw a chill blight o'er all one's budding hopes, And hurl one's soul untimely to the shades, Lost in the gaping gulf of blank oblivion.
Page 251 - OH! BREATHE NOT HIS NAME. OH ! 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.
Page 109 - But now, thy youngest, dearest one has perished, The nursling of thy widowhood, who grew, Like a pale flower by some sad maiden cherished And fed with true-love tears instead of dew ; Most musical of mourners, weep anew! Thy extreme hope, the loveliest and the last, The bloom, whose petals, nipt before they blew, Died on the promise of the fruit, is waste; The broken lily lies — the storm is overpast.
Page 170 - Twas odour fled As soon as shed ; 'Twas morning's winged dream ; 'Twas a light that ne'er can shine again On life's dull stream : Oh ! 'twas light that ne'er can shine again On life's dull stream.
Page 606 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep...
Page 356 - Whose echoes they are ; yet all love is sweet, Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever. Like the wide heaven, the all-sustaining air, It makes the reptile equal to the God ; They who inspire it most are fortunate, As I am now : but those who feel it most Are happier still, after long sufferings, As I shall soon become.
Page 651 - Of sun and moon, and that the affrighted globe Should yawn at alteration.