Nellie's Memories: A Domestic Story, Том 2Tinsley Bros., 1868 - 300 стор. |
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Allan answered apple of discord arms asked beauty blue bright Bruce burning fiery furnace Captain Hazeldean Charlie child Christmas Christmas eve Cophetua cried dark dear door drawing-room dress Dudley Egerton exclaimed eyes face fancy felt followed girl hair Halcot hands happy Hazlitt head hear heard heart Heaven Helen Hennie Herwald Delorme hour Katie Katie's kiss knew lassie laugh lips look Louie Lucy Milly mind Miss Mortimer Miss Vivian morning Nellie never night Philip Hazeldean pity poor pray pretty quietly replied returned Rill ROSA NOUCHETTE CAREY Rose Meredith round Seymour silent sitting sleep smile sorrow speak strange suffered Sunnyside sure talk tears tell things thought to-night told tone turned voice walked warm watched weary whispered wife Wildfire wind window woman wonderful words young yule log
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Сторінка 261 - 1 Oh, wert thou in the cauld blast On yonder lea, on yonder lea ; My plaidie to the angry airt, I'd shelter thee, I'd shelter thee. Or did misfortune's bitter storms Around thee blaw, around thee blaw, Thy bield should be my bosom, To share it a.', to share it a'.
Сторінка 103 - Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consumed with sharp distress, While all things else have rest from weariness ? All things have rest: why should we toil alone ? We only toil, who are the first of things. And make perpetual moan, Still from one sorrow to another thrown: Nor ever fold our wings And cease from
Сторінка 262 - Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a paradise If thou wert there, if thou wert there. Or were I monarch of the globe, Wi' thee to reign, wi' thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my crown Wad be ray Queen, wad be my Queen.
Сторінка 168 - Oh, woman, in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light-quivering aspen made, When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel
Сторінка 193 - Again at Christmas did we weave The holly round the Christmas hearth; The silent snow possess'd the earth, And calmly fell our Christmas eve. ' The yule log sparkled keen with frost, No wing of wind the region swept, But over all things brooding slept The quiet sense of something lost.
Сторінка 58 - Without a hope on earth to find A mirror in an answering mind, Meek souls there are, who little dream Their daily strife an angel's theme, Or that the rod they take so calm Shall prove in heaven a martyr's
Сторінка 199 - Dear friend, far off, my lost desire, So far, so near in woe and weal; 0, loved the most, when most I feel There is a lower and a higher ! ' Known and unknown ; human, divine; Sweet human hand and
Сторінка 193 - that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.
Сторінка 9 - pointed flame of chastity; Clear, without heat, undying, tended by Pure vestal thoughts, in the translucent fane Of her still spirit; locks not wide dispread, Madonna-wise, on either side her head ; Sweet lips whereon perpetually did reign The