The matchmaker, by the author of 'Cousin Geoffrey'. |
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الصفحة 37
... Dear Julian , carry Ellen into the dining - room , and lay her on the sofa . " Julian did so . The recumbent posture revived her ; she looked up , raised herself a little , and smiled faintly . " Are you much hurt , dear Ellen ? " said ...
... Dear Julian , carry Ellen into the dining - room , and lay her on the sofa . " Julian did so . The recumbent posture revived her ; she looked up , raised herself a little , and smiled faintly . " Are you much hurt , dear Ellen ? " said ...
الصفحة 38
... dear uncle , dear cousin - I am not much hurt . " But even as she spoke , the acute pain overcame her , and she fainted away . " Perhaps a glass of wine might be of ser- vice , " said Grunter , ashamed to remain at table without any ...
... dear uncle , dear cousin - I am not much hurt . " But even as she spoke , the acute pain overcame her , and she fainted away . " Perhaps a glass of wine might be of ser- vice , " said Grunter , ashamed to remain at table without any ...
الصفحة 50
... dear , dear father , " said Julian , catching his hand , a tear glistening in his fine eyes , " can you so wrong me ? have you for- gotten my old tactics with Miss Tibby ; my pleasure in surprising , and hers in reproving me ? 50 THE ...
... dear , dear father , " said Julian , catching his hand , a tear glistening in his fine eyes , " can you so wrong me ? have you for- gotten my old tactics with Miss Tibby ; my pleasure in surprising , and hers in reproving me ? 50 THE ...
الصفحة 52
... dear Ellen . She had fainted , and I had to wait for some water be- fore she could be recovered ; at all events , I was mad with alarm , for I feared her arm was broken . The sweet girl , when she came to 52 THE MATCHMAKER .
... dear Ellen . She had fainted , and I had to wait for some water be- fore she could be recovered ; at all events , I was mad with alarm , for I feared her arm was broken . The sweet girl , when she came to 52 THE MATCHMAKER .
الصفحة 59
... Dear father , I shall be back shortly , and will see you in your dressing - room , on my return . Mr. Grunter , Miss Tibby , and Annie , rosy dreams and slumbers light ; ' but , Annie , do not say he shall go astray , for the shall of ...
... Dear father , I shall be back shortly , and will see you in your dressing - room , on my return . Mr. Grunter , Miss Tibby , and Annie , rosy dreams and slumbers light ; ' but , Annie , do not say he shall go astray , for the shall of ...
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الصفحة 46 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring, To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
الصفحة 222 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart — A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth ? Curse on his...
الصفحة 42 - I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home.
الصفحة 247 - MY birth-day" — what a different sound That word had in my youthful ears ! And how, each time the day comes round, Less and less white its mark appears ! When first our scanty years are told, It seems like pastime to grow old ; And, as Youth counts the shining links. That Time around him binds so fast, Pleased with the task, he little thinks How hard that chain will press at last. Vain was the man, and false as vain, Who said* — "were he ordain'd to run " His long career of life again, . " He...
الصفحة 143 - Winter comes, to rule the varied year, Sullen and sad, with all his rising train — Vapours, and clouds, and storms. Be these my theme ; These, that exalt the soul to solemn thought And heavenly musing. Welcome, kindred glooms...
الصفحة 178 - The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonized the whole, And oh! that eye was in itself a Soul...
الصفحة 254 - THOU lingering star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
الصفحة 237 - Was my own lord. Then did I seek to rise Out of the prison of my mean estate ; And, with such jewels as the exploring Mind Brings from the caves of Knowledge, buy my ransom From those twin gaolers of the daring heart — Low Birth and iron Fortune.
الصفحة 273 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
الصفحة 7 - Alas ! regardless of their doom, The little victims play! No sense have they of Ills to come; Nor Care, beyond to-day! Yet see, how all around them wait The Ministers of human fate; And black Misfortune's baleful Train!