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... MARION WILSON ; A TALE OF THE PERSECUTING TIMES .. 66 VIOLET HAMILTON ; OR , THE TALENTED " FAMILY .... CHRISTMAS AMUSEMENTS ........ Page MARY HOWITT . 1 MRS . GORE . 90 HOFFMANN . JOHN MILLS . 120 158 MISS MITFORD . • • 173 MISS ...
... MARION WILSON ; A TALE OF THE PERSECUTING TIMES .. 66 VIOLET HAMILTON ; OR , THE TALENTED " FAMILY .... CHRISTMAS AMUSEMENTS ........ Page MARY HOWITT . 1 MRS . GORE . 90 HOFFMANN . JOHN MILLS . 120 158 MISS MITFORD . • • 173 MISS ...
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... MARION WILSON ; A TALE OF THE PERSECUTING TIMES . The father and his favourite daughter re- mained in the conservatory . " That heart is untouched , however , " said Mr. Molesworth , looking after her with a smile . " Untouched by ...
... MARION WILSON ; A TALE OF THE PERSECUTING TIMES . The father and his favourite daughter re- mained in the conservatory . " That heart is untouched , however , " said Mr. Molesworth , looking after her with a smile . " Untouched by ...
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... Marion Wilson , it is a sorrowfu ' sight to you to see the beloved o ' your heart pining awa in his prime . Ye will mourn him sair , sair ; but , Marion Wilson , your grief canna be like mine . My darlin ' son , on whom the very sun ...
... Marion Wilson , it is a sorrowfu ' sight to you to see the beloved o ' your heart pining awa in his prime . Ye will mourn him sair , sair ; but , Marion Wilson , your grief canna be like mine . My darlin ' son , on whom the very sun ...
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... Marion , I see you are come . Take my hand into yours for the last time in this life , for I feel that my moments of existence are | numbered . I die in peace , but oh , what will become o ' you , Marion , and my mother in these wild ...
... Marion , I see you are come . Take my hand into yours for the last time in this life , for I feel that my moments of existence are | numbered . I die in peace , but oh , what will become o ' you , Marion , and my mother in these wild ...
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... Marion heeded it not . She was soon to look again on the mother of one who had been dearer to her than ought else on earth she was soon to look on the bed in which he had died , and on the spot where , in the trustfulness of youth ...
... Marion heeded it not . She was soon to look again on the mother of one who had been dearer to her than ought else on earth she was soon to look on the bed in which he had died , and on the spot where , in the trustfulness of youth ...
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Page 231 - An't please your honour," quoth the peasant: "This same dessert is not so pleasant: Give me again my hollow tree, .A crust of bread, and liberty !
Page 157 - Pot, from which a bright Lily has sprung. The nameless rapture of infinite longing glows in her meek eyes ; she looks at Anselmus, and says : " Ah ! Dearest, the Lily has sent forth her bowl : what we longed for is fulfilled ; is there a happiness to equal ours?
Page 146 - A kiss was burning on his lips; he awoke as from a deep dream : Serpentina had vanished ; six o'clock was striking, and it fell heavy on his heart that today he had not copied a single stroke. Full of anxiety, and dreading reproaches from the Archivarius, he looked into the sheet; and, O wonder! the copy of the mysterious manuscript was fairly concluded; and...
Page 356 - For precept must be upon precept, precept upon precept ; line upon line, line upon line ; here a little, and there a little...
Page 309 - ... following: — Led by his dusky guide, like morning brought by night. Till now in Gertrude's eyes their ninth blue summer shone. Nor far some Andalusian saraband Would sound to many a native roundelay; But who is he that yet a dearer land Remembers, over hills and far away. Green Albyn, &c. Oh, earthly pleasure, what art thou in sooth ? The torrent's smoothness, ere it dash below.
Page 125 - The Student Anselmus was filled with joy at Registrator Heerbrand's proposal ; for not only could the Student write well and draw well with the pen, but this copying with laborious calligraphic pains was a thing he delighted in beVOL.
Page 144 - He stept towards it : touched by his glowing breath, the Lily opened her leaves ; and he saw the Lily's daughter, the green Snake, lying asleep in the hollow of the flower. Then was the Salamander inflamed with warm love for the fair Snake ; and he carried her away from the Lily, whose perfumes in nameless lamentation vainly called for her beloved daughter throughout all the garden. For the Salamander had borne her into the palace of Phosphorus, and was there beseeching him : ' Wed me with my beloved,...
Page 150 - Serpentina ! Serpentina ! save me from this agony of Hell ! " And it was as if faint sighs breathed around him, which spread like green transparent elder-leaves over the glass ; the clanging ceased : the dazzling perplexing glitter was gone, and he breathed more freely. " Have not I myself solely to blame for my misery ? Ah ! have not I sinned against thee, thou kind, beloved Serpentina ? Have not I raised vile doubts of thee ? Have not I lost my Belief ; and with it, all, all that was to make...
Page 179 - And now, mine own sweetest ! do you still wish to live single with me?" "Oh, father! father!" " Or do you desire that I should marry Charles to the woman of his heart ?" "Father! dear father!" " Choose, my Agnes ! It shall be as you command. Speak freely. Do not cling so around me, but speak ! " " Oh, my dear father ! Cannot we all live together ? I cannot leave you. But poor Charles — surely, father, we may all live together ! " And so it was settled : and a very few months proved that love had...
Page 149 - So shrieked and shouted and bellowed the three, like utter maniacs. With loud weeping, Franzchen ran out ; but Veronica lay whimpering for pain and sorrow on the sofa. At this moment the door opened ; all was instantly still ; and a little man, in a small gray cloak, came stepping in.