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THE GRAVE OF THE BROKEN HEART . TO THE MEMORY OF MILLICENT ABOYNE , DAUGHTER AND ONLY. ed drawing - room , than join a masque in which the Sydneys and Raleighs , and the fine spirits of the olden time loved to mingle . We no longer ...
THE GRAVE OF THE BROKEN HEART . TO THE MEMORY OF MILLICENT ABOYNE , DAUGHTER AND ONLY. ed drawing - room , than join a masque in which the Sydneys and Raleighs , and the fine spirits of the olden time loved to mingle . We no longer ...
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TO THE MEMORY OF MILLICENT ABOYNE , DAUGHTER AND ONLY CHILD OF THE BRAVE COLONEL ABOYNE , THIS TABLET IS INSCRIBED BY HER FAITHFUL SERVANT . SHE DIED AUGUST 10TH , 1– IN THE 29TH YEAR OF HER AGE , OF A BROKEN HEART . my children , that ...
TO THE MEMORY OF MILLICENT ABOYNE , DAUGHTER AND ONLY CHILD OF THE BRAVE COLONEL ABOYNE , THIS TABLET IS INSCRIBED BY HER FAITHFUL SERVANT . SHE DIED AUGUST 10TH , 1– IN THE 29TH YEAR OF HER AGE , OF A BROKEN HEART . my children , that ...
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... Millicent Aboyne , ex- actly as I heard it from the faithful Nora , whose characteristic enthusiasm and strong prejudices , combined with her devoted affection for the deceased lady , made it almost impossible that she should afford a ...
... Millicent Aboyne , ex- actly as I heard it from the faithful Nora , whose characteristic enthusiasm and strong prejudices , combined with her devoted affection for the deceased lady , made it almost impossible that she should afford a ...
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... Millicent's birth , and she had taken the latter to her bosom , with all the tenderness of a mother , Mrs. Aboyne being unable to nurse her own in- fant . Nora was widowed also , before her mistress's death , so that her whole stock of ...
... Millicent's birth , and she had taken the latter to her bosom , with all the tenderness of a mother , Mrs. Aboyne being unable to nurse her own in- fant . Nora was widowed also , before her mistress's death , so that her whole stock of ...
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... Millicent was grown up into woman- hood , in the opinion of her doating father as fair and perfect a creature as was ever formed in the imperfec- tion of mortal nature , and in that of Nora Carthy something still more faultless - an ...
... Millicent was grown up into woman- hood , in the opinion of her doating father as fair and perfect a creature as was ever formed in the imperfec- tion of mortal nature , and in that of Nora Carthy something still more faultless - an ...
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Сторінка 288 - So am I as the rich, whose blessed key Can bring him to his sweet up-locked treasure, The which he will not every hour survey, For blunting the fine point of seldom pleasure. Therefore are feasts so solemn and so rare, Since, seldom coming, in the long year set, Like stones of worth they thinly placed are, Or captain jewels in the carcanet.
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Сторінка 336 - I have of late — but wherefore I know not- — lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Сторінка 298 - He might have nourished us like " the fowls of the air and the lilies of the field," which " toil not, neither do they spin.
Сторінка 340 - I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue : but if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines. Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus ; but use all gently : for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness.
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