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... Barbara Hare called at Miss Carlyle's , and found them going to tea , much earlier than usual . " We dined earlier , " said Miss Corny , " and I ordered tea in as soon as the dinner went away . Otherwise Archibald would have taken none ...
... Barbara Hare called at Miss Carlyle's , and found them going to tea , much earlier than usual . " We dined earlier , " said Miss Corny , " and I ordered tea in as soon as the dinner went away . Otherwise Archibald would have taken none ...
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... Barbara ? " He laughed good humouredly as he looked at Barbara . But she had seen with surprise that a deep flush of emotion had risen to his face - he , so calm a man ! Miss Carlyle was not one to be put down easily , and she returned ...
... Barbara ? " He laughed good humouredly as he looked at Barbara . But she had seen with surprise that a deep flush of emotion had risen to his face - he , so calm a man ! Miss Carlyle was not one to be put down easily , and she returned ...
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... Barbara . Lord Vane is a little shaver , five or six years old . " " Oh , " returned Barbara , considerably discomfited . " And the nicest child , " he warmly continued : “ open tempered , generous hearted , earnest spirited . Should I ...
... Barbara . Lord Vane is a little shaver , five or six years old . " " Oh , " returned Barbara , considerably discomfited . " And the nicest child , " he warmly continued : “ open tempered , generous hearted , earnest spirited . Should I ...
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... Barbara , in case I forget . ' 99 Barbara's eye detected another item or two , already entered in the note - case . " Piano . " " Plate . " " I jot down the things , as they occur to me , that I must get in London , " he explained ...
... Barbara , in case I forget . ' 99 Barbara's eye detected another item or two , already entered in the note - case . " Piano . " " Plate . " " I jot down the things , as they occur to me , that I must get in London , " he explained ...
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... Barbara ! I had my hair operated upon and might have sent you the snippings . Don't be a goose , child , and exalt me into a Wellington , to bestow hair and auto- graphs . I can't stop a minute longer . Good night . " He hastened away ...
... Barbara ! I had my hair operated upon and might have sent you the snippings . Don't be a goose , child , and exalt me into a Wellington , to bestow hair and auto- graphs . I can't stop a minute longer . Good night . " He hastened away ...
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Сторінка 72 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Сторінка 39 - Into a Limbo large and broad, since called The Paradise of Fools, to few unknown Long after, now unpeopled and untrod.
Сторінка 151 - But first, and chiefest, with thee bring, Him that yon soars on golden wing, Guiding the fiery-wheeled throne, The Cherub Contemplation; And the mute Silence hist along, 'Less Philomel will deign a song...
Сторінка 155 - Or slow distemper, or neglected love, (And so, poor wretch! filled all things with himself, And made all gentle sounds tell back the tale Of his own sorrow) he, and such as he, First named these notes a melancholy strain. And many a poet echoes the conceit; Poet who hath been building up the rhyme...
Сторінка 74 - Ye woodlands all , awake : a boundless song Burst from the groves! and when the restless day, Expiring, lays the warbling world asleep, Sweetest of birds ! sweet Philomela , charm The listening shades, and teach the night his praise.
Сторінка 155 - Glides through the pathways ; she knows all their notes, That gentle Maid ! and oft, a moment's space, What time the moon was lost behind a cloud, Hath heard a pause of silence...
Сторінка 155 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter Ibrth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Сторінка 68 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Сторінка 155 - Most musical, most melancholy" bird! A melancholy bird? Oh! idle thought! In Nature there is nothing melancholy. But some night-wandering man whose heart was pierced With the remembrance of a grievous wrong, Or slow distemper, or neglected love, (And so, poor wretch!
Сторінка 78 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home She stood in tears amid the alien corn...