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... tears of agony over his first great fault ; ever at hand whenever sympathy was called for , or useful service required ; forgetting herself in her constant memory of those she loved , a memory that fills her mind throughout the day ...
... tears of agony over his first great fault ; ever at hand whenever sympathy was called for , or useful service required ; forgetting herself in her constant memory of those she loved , a memory that fills her mind throughout the day ...
الصفحة 7
... tears were falling now like rain ) , " I have much to say , much to ask of you . You will not mind taking some trouble for me , Helen , when I am in my grave ? " and a faint shadow of a smile flitted across his features ; for well he ...
... tears were falling now like rain ) , " I have much to say , much to ask of you . You will not mind taking some trouble for me , Helen , when I am in my grave ? " and a faint shadow of a smile flitted across his features ; for well he ...
الصفحة 16
... tears filling his eyes and rolling slowly down his cheeks . Helen's heart well - nigh broke at the sight ; but it was no moment for the indulgence of tender emotions : there was work for others to be done , and the time for weeping ...
... tears filling his eyes and rolling slowly down his cheeks . Helen's heart well - nigh broke at the sight ; but it was no moment for the indulgence of tender emotions : there was work for others to be done , and the time for weeping ...
الصفحة 17
... tears of age . A kiss was reverently pressed upon the cold and torpid hand of the master whom from childhood to manhood he had loved and respected ; and then the two , who were so soon to part , were left once more alone . The room was ...
... tears of age . A kiss was reverently pressed upon the cold and torpid hand of the master whom from childhood to manhood he had loved and respected ; and then the two , who were so soon to part , were left once more alone . The room was ...
الصفحة 30
... tears stood in the lad's eyes at the recollection of the solitary hours he had passed . " There now , you are going to cry ! " exclaimed his unsen- timental listener . " Now , that is being a spoon , Edward ; I do believe you're a girl ...
... tears stood in the lad's eyes at the recollection of the solitary hours he had passed . " There now , you are going to cry ! " exclaimed his unsen- timental listener . " Now , that is being a spoon , Edward ; I do believe you're a girl ...
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acquaintance Alice answer Archdeacon Arthur Brandreth asked AURORA FLOYD Australia beauty believe better called cheek child Colonel Thorn cousin cried cried Freddy dear death duty Edgar ELEANOR'S VICTORY Ellerton endeavour evil eyes face father fear feel fellow felt Gertrude Gertrude's girl hand happy hear heard heart Helen loved Henry Considine Herbert honour hope hour husband Johnnie Katie knew LADY AUDLEY'S SECRET Lady Thornleigh laugh listen living looked marriage mercy mind mother never night once pain passed Paulett perhaps Pershore Peters Philip Thornleigh pleasant poor racter Rhoda rich scarcely seemed sight silence sister smile sorrow speak spirit spoke stood sure talk Talmash tears tell thing thought Tiverton told truth turned Vaughan voice Wanthorpe weary whispered wife wish woman women words Wrax Wraxham young
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الصفحة 254 - Meantime I seek no sympathies, nor need ; The thorns which I have reap'd are of the tree I planted, — they have torn me — and I bleed : I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.
الصفحة 457 - Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, nor bate a jot Of heart or hope, but still bear up and steer Right onward.
الصفحة 128 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world's delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright.
الصفحة 319 - Forgive, blest shade, the tributary tear, That mourns thy exit from a world like this ; Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, And stayed thy progress to the seats of bliss • No more confined to grov'ling scenes of night, No more a tenant pent in mortal clay, Now should we rather hail thy glorious flight, And trace thy journey to the realms of day.
الصفحة 21 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
الصفحة 266 - Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains ; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains.
الصفحة 192 - Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death, And all the sad variety of pain.
الصفحة 235 - And the Poet, faithful and far-seeing, Sees, alike in stars and flowers, a part Of the self-same, universal being, Which is throbbing in his brain and heart. Gorgeous flowerets in the sunlight shining, Blossoms flaunting in the eye of day, Tremulous leaves, with soft and silver lining, Buds that open only to decay...
الصفحة 247 - Steadfast, serene, immovable, the same Year after year, through all the silent night Burns on for evermore that quenchless flame, Shines on that inextinguishable light...
الصفحة 254 - 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...