The Bride of Infelice: A NovelBancroft Company, 1892 - 318 sider |
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... night bird ; and presently there came an inquisitive " too woo ? " to which he responded with a soft , trilling roulade , sweet as the note of a nightingale . A moment later he had unbarred the heavy outer gates and entered the premises ...
... night bird ; and presently there came an inquisitive " too woo ? " to which he responded with a soft , trilling roulade , sweet as the note of a nightingale . A moment later he had unbarred the heavy outer gates and entered the premises ...
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... night , love ; we must not enter into rivalry to - night . I shall leave you sole light of the harem , sweet Valois . " " Ah , if I did not know you so well I should want to rebuke you for being satyrical , " laughed Valois , as she ...
... night , love ; we must not enter into rivalry to - night . I shall leave you sole light of the harem , sweet Valois . " " Ah , if I did not know you so well I should want to rebuke you for being satyrical , " laughed Valois , as she ...
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... night , while Alice Meredith played one of those sonatas from Beethoven , which is full of the sub- limity , terror , pity and tenderness of that composer . " She plays extremely well , and with great depth of feeling , " observed ...
... night , while Alice Meredith played one of those sonatas from Beethoven , which is full of the sub- limity , terror , pity and tenderness of that composer . " She plays extremely well , and with great depth of feeling , " observed ...
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... night , when Sir Philip entered her apartments , and brought more vividly back her life's misery by the kisses which had already become intoler- able to her , and to which her cold lips never res- ponded . Spring passed , and the first ...
... night , when Sir Philip entered her apartments , and brought more vividly back her life's misery by the kisses which had already become intoler- able to her , and to which her cold lips never res- ponded . Spring passed , and the first ...
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... night she lay awake listening to the river's sad monotone , and in the early morning when she slept and Anine , her devoted maid , bent anxiously over the lovely young face , with its underlying , yet unhidden grief , the pale lips ...
... night she lay awake listening to the river's sad monotone , and in the early morning when she slept and Anine , her devoted maid , bent anxiously over the lovely young face , with its underlying , yet unhidden grief , the pale lips ...
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Alice Meredith Anine answered asked Ayers ball beautiful bell Blanche Boston breath Carruthers CHAPTER charm cheek clasped cold Colonel Elwood color cousin Thayer cried dark daugh dear DECKER BROTHERS diamonds divine door Dorian Rossmore dream exclaimed eyes face Favraud felt flushed Fred Bentwell gaze glance Glaucus gloaming guests hair hand happy head hear heard heart Hortense's Ivendene kissed Lady Camden Lady Hortense laughed length light lips look Louis Quinze maize mamma Maple Maplehurst Merrimac MIDNIGHT BELL miladi Miss Meredith mistress Mizpah Monsieur morning mother never night once pale passed passion Philip Stanton Pygmalion returned rose seemed shadows silence Sir Philip Camden sister sitting smile soft soul sound spoke stood suddenly sweet tears Thayer Volney thought to-night turned Valois voice watched whispered window words young girl
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Side 140 - Oh ! there are looks and tones that dart An instant sunshine through the heart, — As if the soul that minute caught Some treasure it through life had sought...
Side 300 - BIRTHDAY My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot: My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me.
Side 141 - A gem away, that thou hadst sworn Should ever in thy heart be worn. Come, if the love thou hast for me Is pure and fresh as mine for thee, — Fresh as the fountain under ground When first 'tis by the lapwing found.
Side 126 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Side 215 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me: In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Side 120 - Your worm is your only emperor for diet: we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service; two dishes, but to one table: that's the end.
Side 86 - Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world, Like a Colossus ; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves. Men at some time are masters of their fates : The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
Side 300 - Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Side 140 - Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor loved the less For flowering in a wilderness.
Side 5 - As high as we have mounted in delight In our dejection do we sink as low: To me that morning did it happen so; And fears and fancies thick upon me came; Dim sadness — and blind thoughts I knew not, nor could name.