The Ladies' Wreath, Volume 7Martyn & Ely, 1852 - American literature |
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... tear me to pieces if I refused . For I was conscious that my manner of playing and raking down the stakes from the first game to the last was of that supercilious , patronizing character which is at all times offensive to a crowd ...
... tear me to pieces if I refused . For I was conscious that my manner of playing and raking down the stakes from the first game to the last was of that supercilious , patronizing character which is at all times offensive to a crowd ...
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... tears that were springing to her eyes . The assemblage to which they were going , was somewhat large for the season , being given to a lately married sister of the hostess , now paying her a brief visit before leaving the country , so ...
... tears that were springing to her eyes . The assemblage to which they were going , was somewhat large for the season , being given to a lately married sister of the hostess , now paying her a brief visit before leaving the country , so ...
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... tears the cheek bedew . Trust not - change may , ere the morrow , Rob thy cheek of beauty's bloom ; Love not - it may bring thee sorrow , Haste thee to an early tomb . Solemn vows are lightly spoken , Joys and pleasures fade and die ...
... tears the cheek bedew . Trust not - change may , ere the morrow , Rob thy cheek of beauty's bloom ; Love not - it may bring thee sorrow , Haste thee to an early tomb . Solemn vows are lightly spoken , Joys and pleasures fade and die ...
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... tears . Mr. Fisher started up in surprise , the color mounted to his face , and he involuntarily took her hand in his , as he placed her a chair and kindly request- ed her to be seated . My dear Miss Selwyn , you alarm me ! " he said ...
... tears . Mr. Fisher started up in surprise , the color mounted to his face , and he involuntarily took her hand in his , as he placed her a chair and kindly request- ed her to be seated . My dear Miss Selwyn , you alarm me ! " he said ...
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... tears , manly tears , stood in his eyes , as he drew the timid face toward him , and said— " How long have you been learning , Alice ? " " Oh , a long time ! " replied his sister , while a smile overspread her face , " all winter I have ...
... tears , manly tears , stood in his eyes , as he drew the timid face toward him , and said— " How long have you been learning , Alice ? " " Oh , a long time ! " replied his sister , while a smile overspread her face , " all winter I have ...
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Page 404 - Dis's waggon! daffodils That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
Page 211 - FOR the strength of the hills we bless thee, Our God, our fathers' God ! Thou hast made thy children mighty, By the touch of the mountain sod.
Page 334 - A LITTLE word in kindness spoken, A motion, or a tear, Has often healed the heart that's broken, And made a friend sincere. A word — a look — has crushed to earth Full many a budding flower, Which, had a smile but owned its birth, Would bless life's darkest hour. Then deem it not an idle thing A pleasant word to speak ; The face you wear, the thought you bring, A heart may heal or break.
Page 405 - But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden, the field, or the wilderness, Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want As the companionless sensitive plant.
Page 250 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Page 335 - Not enjoyment, and not sorrow, Is our destined end or way, But to act that each tomorrow Find us farther than today.
Page 405 - Then the pied wind-flowers and the tulip tall, And narcissi, the fairest among them all, Who gaze on their eyes in the stream's recess, Till they die of their own dear loveliness...
Page 383 - The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileged beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of Heaven.
Page 405 - And the Naiad-like lily of the vale, Whom youth makes so fair and passion so pale, That the light of its tremulous bells is seen Through their pavilions of tender green ; And the hyacinth purple, and white, and blue, Which flung from its bells a sweet peal anew Of music so delicate, soft, and intense, It was felt like an odour within the sense...
Page 265 - How hardly shall they who have riches enter the kingdom of heaven.