Lady Granard's nieces [by J.V. Pinkney]. |
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... heart to love ? The heart unfetter'd shrinks from slavery ; In time ' twill seek the thraldom that it shunn'd And love its chains ; yet must it freely chuse The goddess of its deep idolatry- We cannot make it worship where we would ...
... heart to love ? The heart unfetter'd shrinks from slavery ; In time ' twill seek the thraldom that it shunn'd And love its chains ; yet must it freely chuse The goddess of its deep idolatry- We cannot make it worship where we would ...
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... heart or hand in the matter ! " " Well , it is rather annoying , I allow , " said his companion ; " certainly , I should like to have a wife of my own choosing ; but as your father provided one for you— ” " I never would have acquiesced ...
... heart or hand in the matter ! " " Well , it is rather annoying , I allow , " said his companion ; " certainly , I should like to have a wife of my own choosing ; but as your father provided one for you— ” " I never would have acquiesced ...
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... heart ! " " Poor Ada Harolde ! " said Charles , with somewhat of a malicious sinile upon his face ; " because you were not perfectly entranced with the happiness of being the wife of one who never sought to know your worth — of one who ...
... heart ! " " Poor Ada Harolde ! " said Charles , with somewhat of a malicious sinile upon his face ; " because you were not perfectly entranced with the happiness of being the wife of one who never sought to know your worth — of one who ...
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... heart is rarely well read , and her looks and words often misconstrued ; there are some who feel much , yet seldom show it ; and a thousand pangs may be throbbing beneath the brow that outwardly is all placidity . " And Charles sighed ...
... heart is rarely well read , and her looks and words often misconstrued ; there are some who feel much , yet seldom show it ; and a thousand pangs may be throbbing beneath the brow that outwardly is all placidity . " And Charles sighed ...
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... heart . " " I hope I shall profit by your kindness , " answered Everard , ironically ; " it is a season- able one ; for , as I must marry Ada , 1 should like to know whether when she says one thing she means another , or not . You are ...
... heart . " " I hope I shall profit by your kindness , " answered Everard , ironically ; " it is a season- able one ; for , as I must marry Ada , 1 should like to know whether when she says one thing she means another , or not . You are ...
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Page 293 - Now stir the fire, and close the shutters fast, Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round, And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So let us welcome peaceful evening in.
Page 293 - The pattern grows, the well-depicted flower, Wrought patiently into the snowy lawn, Unfolds its bosom; buds, and leaves, and sprigs, And curling tendrils, gracefully disposed, Follow the nimble finger of the fair; A wreath, that cannot fade, of flowers that blow With most success when all besides decay.
Page 102 - Any thing like mystery, any thing withheld or withdrawn from our notice, seizes on our fancy by awakening our curiosity. Then we are won more by what we half perceive and half create than by what is openly expressed and freely bestowed. But this feeling is a part of our young life : when time and years have chilled us, when we can no longer afford to send our souls abroad, nor from our own superfluity of life and sensibility spare the materials out of which we build a shrine for our idol — then...
Page 123 - When poverty comes in at the door, love flies out through the window...
Page 117 - ... that wrings the breast, And every joy that dies, Tells us to seek a purer rest, And trust to holier ties. WHERE ARE THEY NOW? ANONYMOUS. Where are they now, who used at morn to gambol, Like bounding roebucks in our sunny path? Where are they now, who shared our evening ramble, And made the green wood vocal with their laugh? Where are they now, from earth's glad pathway riven? We trust, in heaven. Where are they now ? The early birds are singing Their joyful melodies to earth and air, While all...