Eleanor: Or Life Without LoveJ. French, 1850 - 202 pages |
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... expression . Will you have the kindness to proceed ? Father Cyrus . I will , my child , and the more willingly as so many are present to be profited by my remarks . In the first place [ Enter Fadladeen . ] Author , ( suppressing a groan ...
... expression . Will you have the kindness to proceed ? Father Cyrus . I will , my child , and the more willingly as so many are present to be profited by my remarks . In the first place [ Enter Fadladeen . ] Author , ( suppressing a groan ...
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... expression , which denote him a tyrant , although he wields no scep- tre , and sits upon no throne . His stern features relax only when they rest upon that noble , that handsome boy careering over the green sward . Ay , 12 ELEANOR : OR.
... expression , which denote him a tyrant , although he wields no scep- tre , and sits upon no throne . His stern features relax only when they rest upon that noble , that handsome boy careering over the green sward . Ay , 12 ELEANOR : OR.
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... expression , frequent- ly riveted Cecilia's gaze . She resolved to learn her history , that she might be better qualified to benefit her unhappy pupil . But although my friend accomplished much for the child , her suc- cess did not ...
... expression , frequent- ly riveted Cecilia's gaze . She resolved to learn her history , that she might be better qualified to benefit her unhappy pupil . But although my friend accomplished much for the child , her suc- cess did not ...
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... expression ; " not till you have mastered that pile of books , " continued he , pointing to a number of elementary Greek and Latin works . Edward groaned as he surveyed the books . " I never can learn all those , papa ; I cannot learn a ...
... expression ; " not till you have mastered that pile of books , " continued he , pointing to a number of elementary Greek and Latin works . Edward groaned as he surveyed the books . " I never can learn all those , papa ; I cannot learn a ...
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... expression of reviving intellect appeared upon his counte- nance . He looked at the little ones without anger , took Marian upon his knee , and kissed her brow , and even condescended to stroke the hair of his unloved Eleanor . Then ...
... expression of reviving intellect appeared upon his counte- nance . He looked at the little ones without anger , took Marian upon his knee , and kissed her brow , and even condescended to stroke the hair of his unloved Eleanor . Then ...
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Alfred appeared asked Eleanor August 14 aunt Author Beaumont beautiful brow child clergyman companion consent conversation countenance daughter dear Eleanor dear sister duty educated Edward Elea Eleanor and Marian entered excited exclaimed expression eyes Fadladeen Father Cyrus favorite fear feel felt Frank gazed gentle Gilt edge girls give glad hand happy hard fate Harwood heart hermit hope hour husband Jeannette kind labor lady Laurens leave letter live look lover mand Marielle marriage marry mental mind Miss Merton Monadnock mother never obey papa parents Pastor Melanchthon pause Peterboro pleasure poor present presume priest pupils received regard replied Eleanor seminary sent Sister of Mercy slavery slaves smile soon soul stoic teacher thought tion tone trembled unhappy walk weary wife William Sinclair wish woman wonder young youth
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Page 34 - But Och ! mankind are unco weak, An' little to be trusted ; If self the wavering balance shake, It's rarely right adjusted ! Yet they wha fa...
Page 108 - Tis she ! — but why that bleeding bosom gored ? Why dimly gleams the visionary sword ? Oh, ever beauteous, ever friendly ! tell, Is it, in heaven, a crime to love too well ? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a lover's or a Roman's part ? Is there no bright reversion in the sky For those who greatly think or bravely die?
Page 121 - We rest. — A dream has power to poison sleep ; We rise. — One wandering thought pollutes the day ; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep; Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away : It is the same! — For, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free : Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow ; Nought may endure but Mutability.
Page 44 - Then from within a voice exclaims " Aspire !" Phantoms, that upward point, before him pass, As in the Cave athwart the Wizard's glass ; They, that on Youth a grace, a lustre shed, Of every nge — the living and the dead ! Thou.
Page 74 - O'er her fair face what wild emotions play ! • What lights and shades in sweet confusion blend ! Soon shall they fly, glad harbingers of day, And settled sunshine on her soul descend ! Ah soon, thine own confest, ecstatic thought! That hand shall strew thy summer-path with flowers ; And those blue eyes, with mildest lustre fraught, Gild the calm current of domestic hours ! THE ALPS AT DAY-BREAK.
Page 190 - Yet hope not life from grief or danger free, Nor think the doom of man revers'd for thee...
Page 65 - HENCE, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn, 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy ! Find out some uncouth cell Where brooding Darkness spreads his jealous wings And the night-raven sings ; There under ebon shades, and low-browed rocks As ragged as thy locks, In dark Cimmerian desert ever dwell.
Page 127 - That earth has seen, or fancy can devise, Thine altar, sacred Liberty, should stand, Built by no mercenary vulgar hand With fragrant turf, and flowers as wild and fair As ever dressed a bank, or scented summer air.
Page 8 - There is a something elevating, but at the same time, a something terrific in seeing one's thoughts spread so far, and among so many people ; it is indeed, almost a fearful thing to belong to so many. The noble and the good in us becomes a blessing ; but the bad, one's errors, shoot forth also, and involuntarily the thought forces itself from us : God ! let me never write down a word of which I shall not be able to give an account to thee. A peculiar feeling, a mixture of joy and anxiety, fills my...
Page 83 - Where glorious mansions are prepared above, The seats of music, and the seats of love, Thence I descend, and Piety my name, To warm thy bosom with celestial flame, To teach thee praises mix'd with humble prayers, And tune thy soul to sing seraphic airs. Be thou my bard.