Maud Bingley, المجلد 1Bell and Daldy, 1858 |
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... morning sun shone down with a force that told of winter's soon giving way to spring , as yet no green leaves or budding grass gave softness to the rays , which played as pitilessly on the black draperies of a group yet gathered round an ...
... morning sun shone down with a force that told of winter's soon giving way to spring , as yet no green leaves or budding grass gave softness to the rays , which played as pitilessly on the black draperies of a group yet gathered round an ...
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... morning , I confess I thought he showed very bad feeling . " 66 Edgeworth has felt the change in our circum- stances terribly , " returned the other , " and it is a sort of way he has got into of harping on anything that annoys him ...
... morning , I confess I thought he showed very bad feeling . " 66 Edgeworth has felt the change in our circum- stances terribly , " returned the other , " and it is a sort of way he has got into of harping on anything that annoys him ...
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... her boudoir to pass her morning easily and luxuriously , without another thought of the poor girl who was henceforth to be dependent on her tender mercies . 1 Julian walked whistling down the lawn , in a somewhat MAUD BINGLEY . 51.
... her boudoir to pass her morning easily and luxuriously , without another thought of the poor girl who was henceforth to be dependent on her tender mercies . 1 Julian walked whistling down the lawn , in a somewhat MAUD BINGLEY . 51.
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... morning her mother carried her off from Bankside in days when he was an Eton boy . But the force of old associ- ation was strong enough to make him dislike the tone in which Mrs. Murray spoke of these her own relations . " Poor and ...
... morning her mother carried her off from Bankside in days when he was an Eton boy . But the force of old associ- ation was strong enough to make him dislike the tone in which Mrs. Murray spoke of these her own relations . " Poor and ...
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... morning . " A moment more and they were at the station ; there was scant time for adieux . Herbert was obliged to proceed by the same train , and the appearance of a staid manservant in search of Miss Bingley relieved him from all ...
... morning . " A moment more and they were at the station ; there was scant time for adieux . Herbert was obliged to proceed by the same train , and the appearance of a staid manservant in search of Miss Bingley relieved him from all ...
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الصفحة 277 - Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear, and with a manly heart.
الصفحة 100 - Quiet talk she liketh best, In a bower of gentle looks, — Watering flowers, or reading books. And her voice, it murmurs lowly, As a silver stream may run, Which yet feels, you feel, the sun. And her smile it seems half holy, As if drawn from thoughts more far Than our common jestings are. And if any poet knew her, He would sing of her with falls Used in lovely madrigals. And if any painter drew her, He would paint her unaware With a halo round the hair.
الصفحة 272 - There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
الصفحة 256 - He either fears his fate too much or his desert is small. who dares not put it to the touch and win or lose it all...
الصفحة 278 - Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, and the swallow a nest where she may lay her young : even thy altars, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.
الصفحة 223 - The Sundays of man's life, Threaded together on time's string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal glorious King. On Sunday heaven's gate stands ope ; Blessings are plentiful and rife — More plentiful than hope.
الصفحة 116 - I was all ear, !(« And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of Death.
الصفحة 291 - The bell rang, and, with shrieks like death, Link catching link, the long array, With ponderous pulse and fiery breath, Proud of its burthen, swept away; And through the lingering crowd I broke, Sought the hill-side, and thence, heart-sick, Beheld, far off, the little smoke Along the landscape kindling quick.
الصفحة 311 - rise up early, and late take rest, and eat the bread of carefulness...
الصفحة 304 - Ahem!" said the squire, evidently flattered, and yet not convinced. " My brother Will is a very acute fellow, and I make no — my dear little girl — question, but that — • (when you have seen as much of the world as I have, you will grow...