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... speak again . " Your uncle and I , " she said , " are in hopes that you will be able to content yourself with the companionship of little Sibylla and her brothers and sister , for though this is a populous village there are but few ...
... speak again . " Your uncle and I , " she said , " are in hopes that you will be able to content yourself with the companionship of little Sibylla and her brothers and sister , for though this is a populous village there are but few ...
Side 23
... speak the truth , and in so doing had thought that he had done all that was necessary . He was a gallant , liberal - handed gentleman who , when misfortune had come upon him , had met it with a brave front , grieving for no- thing so ...
... speak the truth , and in so doing had thought that he had done all that was necessary . He was a gallant , liberal - handed gentleman who , when misfortune had come upon him , had met it with a brave front , grieving for no- thing so ...
Side 26
... speaking in a soft sweet little voice strangely at variance with her warlike appearance , " please don't be angry ; we did not mean to annoy you ; but when you came by , looking so serious , it was an irresistible temptation to jump out ...
... speaking in a soft sweet little voice strangely at variance with her warlike appearance , " please don't be angry ; we did not mean to annoy you ; but when you came by , looking so serious , it was an irresistible temptation to jump out ...
Side 52
... speak to your aunt , " said Mr. Branscombe ; " I sent for you to know where you got that gun . You are too young and too heedless to be trusted with one . " 66 " It is my own , my very own , " said Brian im- petuously ; " papa gave it ...
... speak to your aunt , " said Mr. Branscombe ; " I sent for you to know where you got that gun . You are too young and too heedless to be trusted with one . " 66 " It is my own , my very own , " said Brian im- petuously ; " papa gave it ...
Side 53
... speak . He was not disposed to yield merely because Mr. Merivale wished it , but it made him pause before giving way to what he was disposed to think rightful indignation . " It's too bad , " - such was the train of his thoughts ...
... speak . He was not disposed to yield merely because Mr. Merivale wished it , but it made him pause before giving way to what he was disposed to think rightful indignation . " It's too bad , " - such was the train of his thoughts ...
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afraid Allegory amused Annette answer Archibald Edmonstone aunt Austin beautiful better Branscombe Branscombe's Brian Brian O'Neill called Carstone child Christian Church cloth Cousin Margaret COUSIN RACHEL dear edition exclaimed eyes face fancy father Fcap feel give glad grave happy Harold head hear heard heart holy hope Iamblichus inquired kind lady laughing lesson Lettice little girl look mamma Martyr of Antioch Master mean Merivale Merivale's merry Mildred Mildred's Millie mind Miss Devereux mother naughty never North Lyon O'Neill Orania orphanage orphans papa perhaps Phil Philip Philip Merivale poor little prayers quiet replied round seemed Sibbie Sibyl Sibylla Sir Leonard smile sorry STEPHEN'S DAYS Story Sunday sure sweet Tale talk tell thing thought told tone turned Uncle Walter Vale Moir vicar vicarage voice walk wild wish words young
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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.