The house of Raby; or, Our lady of darkness [by J.M. Hooper].

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الصفحة 73 - And frequent cups prolong the rich repast. Straight hover round the fair her airy band; Some, as she...
الصفحة 37 - A lovely Lady garmented in light From her own beauty : deep her eyes as are Two openings of unfathomable night Seen through a temple's cloven roof ; her hair Dark ; the dim brain whirls dizzy with delight, Picturing her form. Her soft smiles shone afar ; And her low voice was heard like love, and drew All living things towards this wonder new.
الصفحة 292 - The more he endures, the more his glory grows. Which never grows from imbecility: Only the best composed and worthiest hearts God sets to act the hard'st and constant's! parts.
الصفحة 95 - And in her banne (lap) this little child she laid, With full sad face and 'gan the child to bless, And lulled it and after 'gan it kiss.
الصفحة 308 - Tis only when they spring to heaven that angels Reveal themselves to you ; they sit all day Beside you, and lie down at night by you, Who care not for their presence — muse or sleep— And all at once they leave you and you know them...
الصفحة 252 - S'il ya un amour pur et exempt du melange de nos autres passions, c'est celui qui est cache au fond du coeur et que nous ignorons nous-memes.
الصفحة 162 - TWO VOICES. A STILL small voice spake unto me, "Thou art so full of misery, Were it not better not to be? " Then to the still small voice I said; "Let me not cast in endless shade What is so wonderfully made.
الصفحة 127 - He who hath never warred with misery, Nor ever tugged with fortune in distress, Hath no occasion and no field to try The strength and forces of his worthiness. Those parts of judgment which felicity Keeps as concealed, affliction must express, And only men show their abilities And what they are, in their extremities.
الصفحة 85 - ... Amongst the charges preferred against the count Brandt was the following ridiculous one : " While the King was playing in his usual manner with count " Brandt, the count bit his Majesty's finger." Four commissioners proceeded to examine the Queen, who, with the wretched Constance, might have exclaimed . Here I and Sorrow sit. Here is my throne: let kings come bow to it.

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