Eleanor: Or Life Without LoveJ. French, 1850 - 202 pages |
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... hear what your Normal friends have to say . Author . Diffidence might be attributed to Marielle . Do not believe ... hear the opinions whether good , bad or indifferent - of the world , we have called to enlighten you . Author . Rightly ...
... hear what your Normal friends have to say . Author . Diffidence might be attributed to Marielle . Do not believe ... hear the opinions whether good , bad or indifferent - of the world , we have called to enlighten you . Author . Rightly ...
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... hear them stated . Pastor Melanchthon . One good one would satisfy me . Author . Fiction has always been one of the most powerful engines for the diffusion of truth . Look at the parables of the Scriptures , and the allegories of Bunyan ...
... hear them stated . Pastor Melanchthon . One good one would satisfy me . Author . Fiction has always been one of the most powerful engines for the diffusion of truth . Look at the parables of the Scriptures , and the allegories of Bunyan ...
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... hear more from them . They did not give utterance to a tithe of their thoughts . I exclaim with that beautiful Danish author , Hans Christian Andersen , " The noble and the good in us becomes a blessing ; but the bad , one's errors ...
... hear more from them . They did not give utterance to a tithe of their thoughts . I exclaim with that beautiful Danish author , Hans Christian Andersen , " The noble and the good in us becomes a blessing ; but the bad , one's errors ...
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... . Occasionally , when I hear fine music , either vocal or instrumental , I feel an earnest desire to be- come acquainted with the art . I wish that my 5 * LIFE WITHOUT LOVE . 49 and a sense of weariness to steal over you; ...
... . Occasionally , when I hear fine music , either vocal or instrumental , I feel an earnest desire to be- come acquainted with the art . I wish that my 5 * LIFE WITHOUT LOVE . 49 and a sense of weariness to steal over you; ...
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... hear you , Eleanor , what is your request ? ' " Jeannette , at that moment I felt slightly dizzy ; I experienced a sense of suffocation ; I won- dered that I had dared to enter his presence unsum- moned , and wished that I were again ...
... hear you , Eleanor , what is your request ? ' " Jeannette , at that moment I felt slightly dizzy ; I experienced a sense of suffocation ; I won- dered that I had dared to enter his presence unsum- moned , and wished that I were again ...
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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
Popular passages
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.