The lady of Glynne. By the author of 'Margaret and her bridesmaids'. |
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... hand Unbarred the gates of life . " - MILTON . It was four o'clock in the morning of the 22nd of June , that I opened our cottage door , and ran across the lawn , towards a large old beech tree , whose mighty branches swept to- wards ...
... hand Unbarred the gates of life . " - MILTON . It was four o'clock in the morning of the 22nd of June , that I opened our cottage door , and ran across the lawn , towards a large old beech tree , whose mighty branches swept to- wards ...
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... hands locked themselves together reverently , in gratitude for the sight that reminded me of so glorious a favour . But as I glanced , lawn , trees , cottage and flowers , all gradually glowed in the same golden light , and I saw that ...
... hands locked themselves together reverently , in gratitude for the sight that reminded me of so glorious a favour . But as I glanced , lawn , trees , cottage and flowers , all gradually glowed in the same golden light , and I saw that ...
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... hand papa his , and get mamma's ready for old Anne to take up . I never remember seeing mamma at breakfast . After the meal was over , I usually went through my lessons for the day , with papa , but now he said , " Moss , draw me under ...
... hand papa his , and get mamma's ready for old Anne to take up . I never remember seeing mamma at breakfast . After the meal was over , I usually went through my lessons for the day , with papa , but now he said , " Moss , draw me under ...
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... hand , or breathe on with aught , but the soft , warm breath of love and gentleness . " Moss is at his old story , my love , " said papa , kissing mamma's hand , as if it was 16 THE LADY OF GLYNNE .
... hand , or breathe on with aught , but the soft , warm breath of love and gentleness . " Moss is at his old story , my love , " said papa , kissing mamma's hand , as if it was 16 THE LADY OF GLYNNE .
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Julia Cecilia Stretton. papa , kissing mamma's hand , as if it was a rose- leaf , and might be hurt or bruised in the act . He could not bend over to kiss her cheek , neither could she do the same by him . So I was their messenger , and ...
Julia Cecilia Stretton. papa , kissing mamma's hand , as if it was a rose- leaf , and might be hurt or bruised in the act . He could not bend over to kiss her cheek , neither could she do the same by him . So I was their messenger , and ...
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الصفحة 250 - And if I should live to be The last leaf upon the tree In the spring, Let them smile, as I do now, At the old forsaken bough Where I cling.
الصفحة 61 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn; Happiest of all is that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed As from her lord, her governor, her king.
الصفحة 209 - 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 10 - As the sun, Ere it is risen, sometimes paints its image In the atmosphere, so often do the spirits Of great events stride on before the events. And in today already walks tomorrow.
الصفحة 170 - Who hath not proved how feebly words essay To fix one spark of Beauty's heavenly ray ? Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart confess The might, the majesty of Loveliness?
الصفحة 262 - My son, be this thy simple plan : Serve God, and love thy brother man ; Forget not, in temptation's hour, That sin lends sorrow double power; Count life a stage upon thy way, And follow conscience, come what may; Alike; with earth and heaven sincere, With hand and brow and bosom clear, "Fear God, and know no other fear.
الصفحة 176 - tis the supreme of power; 'Tis might half slumbering on its own right arm: The very archings of her eyelids charm A thousand willing agents to obey, And still she governs with the mildest sway...
الصفحة 201 - Sin is establish'd subtly in the heart As a disease ; like a magician foul Ruleth the better thoughts against their will. Only the rays of God can cure the heart, Purge it of evil : there's no other way Except to turn with the whole heart to God.