Story of a Sin: A NovelJarrold & Sons, 1894 - 371 pages |
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Page 178 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Page 31 - Love not me for comely grace, For my pleasing eye or face, Nor for any outward part, No, nor for my constant heart, — For those may fail, or turn to ill, So thou and I shall sever : Keep therefore a true woman's eye, And love me still, but know not why—- So hast thou the same reason still To doat upon me ever ! Anon.
Page 111 - I held it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping stones Of their dead selves to higher things.
Page 261 - ROOM for the leper ! Room !" And, as he came, The cry pass'd on — " Room for the leper ! Room !" Sunrise was slanting on the city gates Rosy and beautiful, and from the hills The early risen poor were coming in, Duly and cheerfully to their toil, and up Rose the sharp hammer's clink, and the far hum Of moving wheels and multitudes astir, And all that in a city murmur swells — Unheard but by the watcher's weary ear, Aching with night's dull silence, or the sick Hailing the welcome light and sounds...
Page 294 - Canst thou bind the sweet influences of the Pleiades, Or loose the bands of Orion? Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? Or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons?
Page 321 - Below the beeches' bough, my love, Where you did never come, An' I don't look to meet ye now, As I do look at hwome. Since you noo mwore be at my zide, In walks in zummer het, I'll goo alwone where mist do ride, Drough trees a-drippen wet : Below the rain-wet bough, my love, Where you did never come, An" I don't grieve to miss ye now, As I do grieve at hwome.
Page 31 - The smooth-leav'd beeches in the field receive him With coolest shade, till noon-tide's heat be spent: His life, is neither toss'd in boisterous seas, Or the vexatious world, or lost in slothful ease: Pleas'd and full blest he lives, when he his God can please.
Page 353 - Heaven, it is mysterious, it is awful to consider that we not only carry each a future Ghost within him; but are, in very deed, Ghosts! These Limbs, whence had we them; this stormy Force; this life-blood with its burning Passion? They are dust and shadow; a Shadow-system gathered round our ME ; wherein, through some moments or years, the Divine Essence is to be revealed in the Flesh.
Page 241 - I ha'e dreamed a dreary dream, Beyond the Isle of Skye : I saw a dead man win a fight, And I think that man was I.
Page 82 - Lady Nancy she died, as it might be, today, Lord Lovel he died as tomorrow ; Lady Nancy she died out of pure, pure grief, Lord Lovel he died out of sorrow. 9 Lady Nancy was laid in St. Pancras...