Temptation; or, A wife's perils [by C.L. Gascoigne].Henry Colburn, 1839 |
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Side 25
... able to speak . " Don't cry , child ; but sit up and tell me what you mean . Lord Montgomery proposed to you ? Are you sure ? " " Oh yes ; quite sure . He repeated it over and over again ; and he said he loved me , and- " " Why , the ...
... able to speak . " Don't cry , child ; but sit up and tell me what you mean . Lord Montgomery proposed to you ? Are you sure ? " " Oh yes ; quite sure . He repeated it over and over again ; and he said he loved me , and- " " Why , the ...
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... able the Earl of Montgomery , which were shortly to take place . Mr. Gardner , indeed , did make his appearance very soon after the receipt of aunt Letty's most astonishing epistle ; and Helen heard one morning , with feelings of no ...
... able the Earl of Montgomery , which were shortly to take place . Mr. Gardner , indeed , did make his appearance very soon after the receipt of aunt Letty's most astonishing epistle ; and Helen heard one morning , with feelings of no ...
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... able to sympathize with , and share the enjoyments of each ; and the sufferings and infirmities of age should not overtake the one , before the other is sufficiently sobered to be able to comprehend , and therefore to alleviate them ...
... able to sympathize with , and share the enjoyments of each ; and the sufferings and infirmities of age should not overtake the one , before the other is sufficiently sobered to be able to comprehend , and therefore to alleviate them ...
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... able and willing coadjutor . He had tried appealing to Helen's feelings of gratitude ; she appealed to her fear of ridicule . She told her she would be the laughingstock of the whole place ; that those who did not severely con- demn ...
... able and willing coadjutor . He had tried appealing to Helen's feelings of gratitude ; she appealed to her fear of ridicule . She told her she would be the laughingstock of the whole place ; that those who did not severely con- demn ...
Side 68
... able to watch over her . And to that Divine Being did he resign her . Still his heart was heavier than usual , as he returned to his quiet and solitary home , and it required some days of meditation and prayer , to restore it to its ...
... able to watch over her . And to that Divine Being did he resign her . Still his heart was heavier than usual , as he returned to his quiet and solitary home , and it required some days of meditation and prayer , to restore it to its ...
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Side 270 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Side 242 - One part, one little part, we dimly scan Through the dark medium of life's feverish dream ; Yet dare arraign the whole stupendous plan, If but that little part incongruous seem.
Side 184 - Methought I heard a voice cry " Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep" — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M.
Side 3 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn ; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Side 27 - you see, at last, the struggle between the body and the soul. You see conscience forced to yield, even in a redoubt which it had believed impregnable.
Side 30 - It matters little at what hour o' the day The righteous fall asleep, death cannot come To him untimely who is fit to die : The less of this cold world, the more of heaven, The briefer life, the earlier immortality.
Side 236 - thou blessed child ! When, young and haply pure as thou, I look'd and pray'd like thee ; but now — " He hung his head ; each nobler aim And hope and feeling, which had slept From boyhood's hour, that instant came Fresh o'er him, and he wept — he wept! Blest tears of soul-felt penitence ! In whose benign, redeeming flow Is felt the first, the only sense Of guiltless joy that guilt can know.
Side 32 - ... the peace of Pecquigny. Charles himself acknowledged as much when, in his wrath at this treaty, he said, "He had not sought to bring over the English into France for any need he had of them, but to enable them to recover what belonged to them;" and Louis XI. was a patriotic king when he declared that "there was nothing in the world he would not do to thrust the king of England out of the realm, and, rather than suffer the English to have a bit of territory in France, he would put every thing...
Side 284 - Come unto me, all ye that are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest !" He smiled and wept when he spoke these words.
Side 177 - Sleep breathes at last from out thee, My little patient boy; And balmy rest about thee— Smooths off the day's annoy. I sit me down and think Of all thy winning ways; Yet almost wish with sudden shrink That I had less to praise.