Who is he? By the marquis of ****.1879 |
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... death of a fondly - loved parent ! Everything seems to remind you of your loss . You enter the breakfast - room in the morning and your eyes instantly wander to the head of the table , at which , for so many years , you have seen him ...
... death of a fondly - loved parent ! Everything seems to remind you of your loss . You enter the breakfast - room in the morning and your eyes instantly wander to the head of the table , at which , for so many years , you have seen him ...
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... death . In that quaint , old - fashioned , semi - civilized island he really seemed to take some slight interest in life . He spent the greater part of his time walk- ing up the steep paths leading to the chief points of interest , from ...
... death . In that quaint , old - fashioned , semi - civilized island he really seemed to take some slight interest in life . He spent the greater part of his time walk- ing up the steep paths leading to the chief points of interest , from ...
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... hands and he sank back on to a chair trembling in every limb , as a man might do whose death - warrant had just been read . How would this letter affect his future happiness ? CHAPTER II . A STRANGE LETTER . " They name ALONE . 9.
... hands and he sank back on to a chair trembling in every limb , as a man might do whose death - warrant had just been read . How would this letter affect his future happiness ? CHAPTER II . A STRANGE LETTER . " They name ALONE . 9.
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... death by a miracle- ” ” 6 " Poor thing ! " murmured Mrs. Foster , slowly and compassionately . re- " You may well say that , Annette , " sumed Mandola , " she is to be pitied after all she has gone through . " 6 " Is it then true that ...
... death by a miracle- ” ” 6 " Poor thing ! " murmured Mrs. Foster , slowly and compassionately . re- " You may well say that , Annette , " sumed Mandola , " she is to be pitied after all she has gone through . " 6 " Is it then true that ...
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... death , I had occasion to go into the library . I knocked gently at the door . There was no sound . I opened it and en- tered . I saw some one sitting at Mr. Barton's desk . His back was towards me , still I knew him . It was Mr ...
... death , I had occasion to go into the library . I knocked gently at the door . There was no sound . I opened it and en- tered . I saw some one sitting at Mr. Barton's desk . His back was towards me , still I knew him . It was Mr ...
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Annette arms Arrah asked Barton believe Brookes brother Bulton Charles Ross comfort cried crime dark daugh daughter dead dear death despair door eyes Faix father fear feel forgive Foster gazed gentleman Geoffrey Geoffrey Foster give Grange hand happy head hear heard heart hope Hopkins hour hurried husband Hush inquired kape kill knew lady letter looked Mandola marriage married matter mercy Merton meself minutes miserable Misther Charles mother murderer murmured never night niver once owld measther Pat Malone pity poor Randolf Red Alley returned Ross's Saint Patrick Sans Souci saved secret seemed seized servant silence slowly spare spoke stammered strange strange report stranger suddenly suffer suppose sure tears tell terrible thing thought told trembling true truth turned voice Waining Waining's waited walked wife wish woman Woodland Hall words wretch young measther
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الصفحة 273 - The world recedes; it disappears! Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring! Lend, lend your wings! I mount! I fly! O Grave! where is thy victory? O Death! where is thy sting?
الصفحة 337 - The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow ; She draws her favours to the lowest ebb : Her tides have equal times to come and go ; Her loom doth weave the fine and coarsest web : No joy so great but runneth to an end, No hap so hard but may in fine amend.
الصفحة 314 - This world is all a fleeting show For man's illusion given ; The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, — There's nothing true but Heaven...
الصفحة 136 - Per me si va nella città dolente; per me si va nell' eterno dolore; per me si va tra la perduta gente.
الصفحة 202 - O'er a' the ills o' life victorious! But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed; Or like the snow falls in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever; Or like the borealis race That flit ere you can point their place; Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide; The hour approaches Tam maun ride; That hour, o...
الصفحة 103 - So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse : all good to me is lost ; Evil, be thou my good : by thee at least Divided empire with heaven's King I hold, By thee, and more than half perhaps will reign ; As man ere long and this new world shall know.
الصفحة 202 - But pleasures are like poppies spread, You seize the flower, its bloom is shed ! Or like the snow-fall in the river, A moment white — then melts for ever ; Or like the borealis race, That flit ere you can point their place : Or like the rainbow's lovely form Evanishing amid the storm. Nae man can tether time or tide ; The hour approaches Tam maun ride ; That hour, o...
الصفحة 249 - The parent tree will mourn its shade, The winds bewail the leafless tree, — But none shall breathe a sigh for me...
الصفحة 344 - In every stream his bounty flows, Diffusing joy and wealth; In every breeze his spirit blows, — The breath of life and health.
الصفحة 76 - twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands, How lightly then it flashed along : — Like those trim skiffs, unknown of yore.