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Months passed , and the glow of health returned to Alfonso's cheek , and the elasticity of youth to his manly form , and their habitation , under his directing taste , grew into luxuriant beauty . Their happiness was at length crowned ...
Months passed , and the glow of health returned to Alfonso's cheek , and the elasticity of youth to his manly form , and their habitation , under his directing taste , grew into luxuriant beauty . Their happiness was at length crowned ...
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with an obscure but humane publisher , who , touched by his dejection , promised to look at it , and returned utterly discouraged to his narrow apartment ; for the first time since he had occupied it he found it cheerless and confined ...
with an obscure but humane publisher , who , touched by his dejection , promised to look at it , and returned utterly discouraged to his narrow apartment ; for the first time since he had occupied it he found it cheerless and confined ...
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... opened the letter of Geraldine ; but words can convey but a faint idea of the mingled rage and astonishment which overwhelmed the Arbuthnots , when on their return , the morning after Geraldine's marriage , they heard the news .
... opened the letter of Geraldine ; but words can convey but a faint idea of the mingled rage and astonishment which overwhelmed the Arbuthnots , when on their return , the morning after Geraldine's marriage , they heard the news .
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Her serenity returned , and in a few weeks no traces of her late dejection were visible in her countenance ; but her health declined so rapidly that her anxious husband insisted on her trying change of scene . Accordingly they planned a ...
Her serenity returned , and in a few weeks no traces of her late dejection were visible in her countenance ; but her health declined so rapidly that her anxious husband insisted on her trying change of scene . Accordingly they planned a ...
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for some weeks after her return , and excited hope in every breast save her own . She found her little Teresa lovely and caressing as when she had parted from her , and the fair child was rendered doubly dear to her by the thought that ...
for some weeks after her return , and excited hope in every breast save her own . She found her little Teresa lovely and caressing as when she had parted from her , and the fair child was rendered doubly dear to her by the thought that ...
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Page 276 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
Page 257 - They mourn, but smile at length ; and, smiling, mourn : The tree will wither long before it fall ; The hull drives on, though mast and sail be torn ; The roof-tree sinks, but moulders on the hall In massy hoariness; the...
Page 180 - Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff d bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Page 254 - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
Page 145 - Time, in his own grey style, All that thou art. Art thou not void of guile, A lovely soul formed to be blest and bless ? A well of sealed and secret happiness, Whose waters like blithe light and music are, Vanquishing dissonance and gloom ? A Star Which moves not in the moving Heavens, alone...
Page 17 - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
Page 89 - Methought I heard a voice cry " Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep" — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M.
Page 226 - THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wanderers given; There is a joy for souls distressed; A balm for every wounded breast: 'T is found above — in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven, — • When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear— but heaven.
Page 180 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
Page 200 - I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now Ye have strewn the dust on the sunny brow ! Ye have given the lovely to earth's embrace, She hath taken the fairest of beauty's race, With their laughing eyes and their...