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Page 4
... hand , unskilled but reverent ( perhaps it moulders in the graveyard below ) , has carved a rough cross over the uneven porch . Memory invested with a feeling of fond interest for my hero everybody and every- thing belonging to Afrel ...
... hand , unskilled but reverent ( perhaps it moulders in the graveyard below ) , has carved a rough cross over the uneven porch . Memory invested with a feeling of fond interest for my hero everybody and every- thing belonging to Afrel ...
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... hand of an utter stranger to the ground . He was somewhat reassured by seeing that the face of his new acquaintance wore a smile of simple amusement . " Pray , pardon my stupid fit of absence , " Edgar exclaimed , stooping hastily to ...
... hand of an utter stranger to the ground . He was somewhat reassured by seeing that the face of his new acquaintance wore a smile of simple amusement . " Pray , pardon my stupid fit of absence , " Edgar exclaimed , stooping hastily to ...
Page 48
... hand- some volume upon the floor . Edgar took it up . " For shame , Frank ! I am sorry , Mr. Huntingdon , you so trouble yourself for such a time - waster . " " Oh ! I would not have him disturbed for the world , " said Edgar laughingly ...
... hand- some volume upon the floor . Edgar took it up . " For shame , Frank ! I am sorry , Mr. Huntingdon , you so trouble yourself for such a time - waster . " " Oh ! I would not have him disturbed for the world , " said Edgar laughingly ...
Page 56
... hand- some , and had the tout ensemble of one well- born and well - bred . He entered with an outstretched hand and an apology . " I have been trespassing largely on your forbearance , Mr. Huntingdon ! Will you pardon me ? 56 FIVE YEARS ...
... hand- some , and had the tout ensemble of one well- born and well - bred . He entered with an outstretched hand and an apology . " I have been trespassing largely on your forbearance , Mr. Huntingdon ! Will you pardon me ? 56 FIVE YEARS ...
Page 60
... substituted -whose tender care and gentle hand can never be replaced - her mother . She was too young to comprehend at the time her loss ; nor in riper years did she fully appreciate 60 . FIVE YEARS OF IT .. CHAPTER III. ...
... substituted -whose tender care and gentle hand can never be replaced - her mother . She was too young to comprehend at the time her loss ; nor in riper years did she fully appreciate 60 . FIVE YEARS OF IT .. CHAPTER III. ...
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Afrel Annette Fairfort answered asked Author beautiful Betty Bingham Catalina chambers Church of England companion confess dance daughter dear doubt Earl Earl of Glamorgan Edgar Huntingdon Edward Bingham Etheridge exclaimed eyes face Fairfort Park fancy father fear feel fellow fond Frank gazed gentle girl Glenbarton Glendover going hand happy heard heart hero hills Horace Cooper J. F. Hope King's Bench Walk knew lady least listened London looked Lord Fairfort Lordship Marlborough-street Mary Linwood melancholy Miss Fairfort morning Nestfield never night noble Pall Mall Pampesterra pardon perhaps poem poet poetry Polesworth Ponsonby poor Post 8vo PUBLISHED replied rose seemed sister smile soothing sorrow spoke STREET stupid suffer suppose sure sweet tears tell thing thought tically tion told took utter Whig wish woman Woofinden words young
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Page 57 - SHUT, shut the door, good John! fatigued, I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land...
Page 190 - And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A Spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the Palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till Ages are its dower.
Page 132 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.