Destiny; Or, The Chief's Daughter, Volume 2

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For R. Cadell, 1831 - English fiction - 399 pages
 

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Page 192 - let you hear it, and see if it's not like Miss Edith." And she repeated slowly and distinctly, the most beautiful perhaps of all Burns's beautiful verses: " As In the bosom o' the stream The moonbeam dwells at dewy e'en, So trembling, pure, was tender lore Within the breast o
Page 209 - shalt thou labour;" and which makes the Sabbath lovely in the sight " Of blessed angels, pitying human cares;" as the day when heavenly truths are proclaimed alike to all, from the prince to the beggar; from the man of grey hairs standing on the threshold of the grave, to the young who have lately entered the arena of this
Page 305 - A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassion'd grief, Which finds no natural outlet
Page 305 - grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In word, or sigh, or tear." Pride now seemed the only feeling alive in that heart where once had dwelt all the sweetest,
Page 206 - In full-orb'd glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths !'" " Such a description is quite illustrative of the night," said Florinda, carelessly, " but it is too cold and abstracted for me—and so is the night itself, to speak the truth. It wants the charm of an Italian moonlight—the rich, warm, glowing, indescribable charm which there pervades the atmosphere, and fills the
Page 210 - pole to pole, or civilized, or rude, People there are to whom the Sabbath morn Dawns, shedding dews into their drooping hearts." The religious observances at Glenroy were entirely of a negative character; there was neither music
Page 188 - The purple rose, white lily of the lake, Were sweet for thy sweet sake ! For thee the fragrant primrose dropt with dew Was wish'd when first it blew
Page 253 - he felt better than he had done for a long time, and that, if once the house were rid of them, he should be quite well. Lady Waldegrave did not appear at breakfast, and Edith in
Page 8 - And you, Edith—and you," gasped he, as he again buried his face in his hands, and his whole frame shook with emotion—" what am I to you?" Edith was silent. Reginald heavily raised his head, but his

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