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It was a spot where the -^w7 devotee of 'bygones' might rhapsodise, and ° ijf-j
which the urbane and silver-haired squire de- £-*? lighted to expatiate on, for
next to Dorothy, his ,£ only child, this old-fashioned gentleman dearly loved "<&%
, his ...
It was a spot where the -^w7 devotee of 'bygones' might rhapsodise, and ° ijf-j
which the urbane and silver-haired squire de- £-*? lighted to expatiate on, for
next to Dorothy, his ,£ only child, this old-fashioned gentleman dearly loved "<&%
, his ...
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The squire had married late in life, Dorothy was the child of his old age, and the
fair delicate girl so nearly resembled her deceased parent, that many a time and
oft the tears coursed each other down the bereaved husband's furrowed cheeks,
...
The squire had married late in life, Dorothy was the child of his old age, and the
fair delicate girl so nearly resembled her deceased parent, that many a time and
oft the tears coursed each other down the bereaved husband's furrowed cheeks,
...
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Nor was Dorothy an unapt illustration of one of those shadowy forms with which
the ancients loved to people sylvan solitudes ; and the slight pale girl, gliding at
twilight hour among the fountains and flowers, or when the moon arose in solemn
...
Nor was Dorothy an unapt illustration of one of those shadowy forms with which
the ancients loved to people sylvan solitudes ; and the slight pale girl, gliding at
twilight hour among the fountains and flowers, or when the moon arose in solemn
...
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Of this said Uncle Hardinge, little was known by Mr Cheyne or Dorothy; he
resided in the metropolis, principally at his club, was a ci-devant beau, entirely
given up to selfish pursuits, and caring for nothing beyond the narrow circle
which ...
Of this said Uncle Hardinge, little was known by Mr Cheyne or Dorothy; he
resided in the metropolis, principally at his club, was a ci-devant beau, entirely
given up to selfish pursuits, and caring for nothing beyond the narrow circle
which ...
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To do the youth justice, he never thought of Dorothy's heirship, save in
connection with his own family : for him she would have been best smd dearest,
had such a personage as Mr Hardinge never existed. But Frank well knew his
father's way ...
To do the youth justice, he never thought of Dorothy's heirship, save in
connection with his own family : for him she would have been best smd dearest,
had such a personage as Mr Hardinge never existed. But Frank well knew his
father's way ...
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Сторінка 2 - a painted ocean. .Water, water everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Сторінка 9 - I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods. I hold it true whate'er befall— I feel it when I sorrow most— 'Tis better to have loved and lost,
Сторінка 7 - They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows ; The young birds are chirping in the nest; The young fawns are playing with the shadows ; The young flowers are blowing towards the west. But
Сторінка 2 - Day after day, day after day We stuck, nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean. .Water, water everywhere, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water everywhere, Nor any drop to drink. The very deep did rot; O Christ! That ever this should be ! Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs Upon the slimy sea.
Сторінка 12 - comes the daughter of the warrior Gileadite. She sings: ' It comforts me in this one thought to dwell, That I subdued me to my father's will; Because the kiss he gave me ere I fell Sweetens the spirit still. ' Moreover, it is written that my race Hewed
Сторінка 8 - from In Memoriam, and is an effort of greater power:— To-night the winds began to rise, And roar from yonder dropping day ; The last red leaf is whirled away, The rooks are blown about the skies. The forest cracked, the waters curled, The cattle
Сторінка 12 - verses, entitled Claribel, the chief charm is that which melody exercises, or, rather, which proceeds from the exquisite adaptation of language to the tone :— Where Claribel low lieth, The breezes pause and die, Letting the rose-leaves fall; But the solemn oak-tree sigheth Thick.leaved, ambrosial With an ancient melody Of an inward agony Where Claribel low lieth.
Сторінка 8 - young, young children, 0 my brothers ! They are weeping bitterly ; They are weeping in the play-time of the others, In this country of the free. For all day the wheels are droning,
Сторінка 14 - And they blessed Rebekah, and said unto her: thou art our sister, be thou the mother of thousands of millions, and let thy seed possess the gate of those which hate thee.
Сторінка 12 - not heard In palace chambers far apart; The fragrant tresses are not stirred That lie upon her charmed heart. She sleeps: on either side upswells The gold fringed pillow lightly prest; She sleeps, nor dreams, but ever dwells A perfect form in perfect rest. These lines are unsurpassed for their fancifully graphic power by anything - which Tennyson has written. In his Morte