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... Poor player , the , 162 Presentation at court , the , 288 Proud ladye , the 108 Public amusements , 61 , 123 , 188 , 251 , 316 , 379 Rebeccaism , a tale of , 347 Recollections ; a fever dream , 299 Recollections of travel in North and ...
... Poor player , the , 162 Presentation at court , the , 288 Proud ladye , the 108 Public amusements , 61 , 123 , 188 , 251 , 316 , 379 Rebeccaism , a tale of , 347 Recollections ; a fever dream , 299 Recollections of travel in North and ...
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... poor Louise must not be blamed for possessing a young head upon young shoulders . Indeed her character would have been as completely marred by a pre- cocious admixture of hard , dry , bitter knowledge , as her graceful Hebe figure would ...
... poor Louise must not be blamed for possessing a young head upon young shoulders . Indeed her character would have been as completely marred by a pre- cocious admixture of hard , dry , bitter knowledge , as her graceful Hebe figure would ...
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... poor Louise . They were thrown , and Harcourt - lost . For a moment his frame shuddered , and perhaps he felt the villain he had become . " The name ? " exclaimed his antagonist . " Walter Berriton ! " Even the hardened gambler seemed ...
... poor Louise . They were thrown , and Harcourt - lost . For a moment his frame shuddered , and perhaps he felt the villain he had become . " The name ? " exclaimed his antagonist . " Walter Berriton ! " Even the hardened gambler seemed ...
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... poor life . There is the world , The crowd we move in ; but apart from that Peopled : yes , visions of the Past are there , There is the world within , with memories Breathing again their tale of love - no look , No tone forgot ; and ...
... poor life . There is the world , The crowd we move in ; but apart from that Peopled : yes , visions of the Past are there , There is the world within , with memories Breathing again their tale of love - no look , No tone forgot ; and ...
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... poor house's old age would have saddened had it known all to which it had been an unconscious accessory . Close to the door of this building was the entrance to a narrow lane , so dark , so gloomy , that no mortal courage could have ...
... poor house's old age would have saddened had it known all to which it had been an unconscious accessory . Close to the door of this building was the entrance to a narrow lane , so dark , so gloomy , that no mortal courage could have ...
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255 ÆäÀÌÁö - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
192 ÆäÀÌÁö - She gazed upon a world she scarcely knew As seeking not to know it ; silent, lone, As grows a flower, thus quietly she grew, And kept her heart serene within its zone.
257 ÆäÀÌÁö - In the month of May, namely, on May-day in the morning, every man, except impediment, would walk into the sweet meadows and green woods, there to rejoice their spirits with the beauty and savour of sweet flowers, and with the harmony of birds, praising God in their kind...
323 ÆäÀÌÁö - But ever and anon of griefs subdued There comes a token like a scorpion's sting, Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever...
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - Unless the ladies should go off? — there was Indeed a certain fair and fairy one, Of the best class, and better than her class, — Aurora Raby, a young star who shone O'er Life, too sweet an image for such glass, A lovely being, scarcely formed or moulded, A rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded...
191 ÆäÀÌÁö - Early in years and yet more infantine In figure, she had something of sublime In eyes which sadly shone, as seraphs' shine. All youth but with an aspect beyond time, Radiant and grave, as pitying man's decline, Mournful, but mournful of another's crime, She looked as if she sat by Eden's door And grieved for those who could return no more.
139 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... defiance to the giddy wheel of fortune. She doth all things with so sweet a grace, it seems ignorance will not suffer her to do ill, being her mind is to do well.
331 ÆäÀÌÁö - C'est l'adieu d'un ami, c'est le dernier sourire Des lèvres que la mort va fermer pour jamais. Ainsi, prêt à quitter l'horizon de la vie, Pleurant de mes longs jours l'espoir évanoui, Je me retourne encore, et d'un regard d'envie Je contemple ses biens dont je n'ai pas joui.
323 ÆäÀÌÁö - Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever: it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — 205 A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound...
361 ÆäÀÌÁö - CHANNOCK went one time with his ordinary guard of Soldiers, to see a young Widow act that tragical Catastrophe, but he was so smitten with the Widow's Beauty, that he sent his Guards to take her by Force from her Executioners, and conducted her to his own Lodgings. They lived lovingly many Years, and had several Children...