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... a young face to greet him . " The speaker was a tall , thin , elderly lady , with rather a nervous expression of countenance , and her words were addressed to a little girl , who was standing irresolute near the door of the room , look ...
... a young face to greet him . " The speaker was a tall , thin , elderly lady , with rather a nervous expression of countenance , and her words were addressed to a little girl , who was standing irresolute near the door of the room , look ...
Side 4
Florence Wilford. both an exclamation of " Here he is ! " while the little girl added in a bashful yet eager manner , May we not go down to the hall and meet him , Mrs. Branscombe ? " This suggestion apparently did not accord with Mrs ...
Florence Wilford. both an exclamation of " Here he is ! " while the little girl added in a bashful yet eager manner , May we not go down to the hall and meet him , Mrs. Branscombe ? " This suggestion apparently did not accord with Mrs ...
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... little girl , who had hitherto kept modestly in the background , came forward at his aunt's call , and holding out her hand , said plea- santly , " How do you do ? I am so glad you are come , I hope we shall be friends . " He looked ...
... little girl , who had hitherto kept modestly in the background , came forward at his aunt's call , and holding out her hand , said plea- santly , " How do you do ? I am so glad you are come , I hope we shall be friends . " He looked ...
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... a young king ? " she added , turning to Brian . There was indeed something of almost princely bearing in the well ... little girl , with widely - opened eyes . " Ah ! then have you never heard of O'Donoghue of the Lakes ? " exclaimed ...
... a young king ? " she added , turning to Brian . There was indeed something of almost princely bearing in the well ... little girl , with widely - opened eyes . " Ah ! then have you never heard of O'Donoghue of the Lakes ? " exclaimed ...
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... little girl , you do run on so , it's impossible to understand you . Don't stand talking any more , I want Brian to have some lunch , and you had better stay , and have some with him . " " No , I must go , " said Sibyl , abruptly ...
... little girl , you do run on so , it's impossible to understand you . Don't stand talking any more , I want Brian to have some lunch , and you had better stay , and have some with him . " " No , I must go , " said Sibyl , abruptly ...
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Side 303 - He gave us eyes to see them, and lips that we might tell how great is God almighty, who has made all things well...
Side 172 - ... cold dispute Of what is fit, and not. Forsake thy cage, Thy rope of sands, Which petty thoughts have made, and made to thee Good cable, to enforce and draw, And be thy law, While thou didst wink and wouldst not see. Away; take heed: I will abroad. Call in thy death's head there: tie up thy fears. He that forbears To suit and serve his need, Deserves his load. But as I raved and grew more fierce and wild At every word, Methought I heard one calling, Child. And I replied, My Lord.
Side 172 - THE COLLAR I STRUCK the board, and cried, no more; I will abroad. What? shall I ever sigh and pine? My lines and life are free ; free as the road, Loose as the wind, as large as store. , Shall I be still in suit? Have I no harvest but a thorn To let me blood, and not restore What I have lost with cordial fruit? Sure there was wine, Before my sighs did dry it : there was corn, Before my tears did drown it. Is the year only lost to me? Have I no bays to crown...
Side 402 - Stories on the Festivals,'' &c. Fcap. 8vo. is. ION LESTER. A Tale of True Friendship. ByC.HH Fcap. 8vo. 4s. 6d. A Tale of one who, born to riches and with every inducement to make this world his chief concern, yet devotes himself nobly to the good of his friends and people, and passes unhurt through all the flattery and luxury consequent on his position. Ivo AND VERENA; or, the Snowdrop. By the Author of "Cousin Rachel.
Side 68 - WHENE'ER a noble deed is wrought, Whene'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts, in glad surprise, To higher levels rise. The tidal wave of deeper souls Into our inmost being rolls, And lifts us unawares Out of all meaner cares.