The young prima donnaStewart and Murray, 1854 - 252 pages |
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... soon became so fond of it , and of the inha- bitants of the locale , that I could have ended my days amongst them ; but my rector dying - after some of the happiest years I ever spent- I was obliged to give up the curacy , and again ...
... soon became so fond of it , and of the inha- bitants of the locale , that I could have ended my days amongst them ; but my rector dying - after some of the happiest years I ever spent- I was obliged to give up the curacy , and again ...
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... soon giving a home appearance to her new abode , she replied : - " Oh , sir ! I have had nothing to do with it . I have neither the spirits nor the strength to exert myself . I can do little else than sit and cry over my misfortunes ...
... soon giving a home appearance to her new abode , she replied : - " Oh , sir ! I have had nothing to do with it . I have neither the spirits nor the strength to exert myself . I can do little else than sit and cry over my misfortunes ...
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... soon became acquainted , and I went home , filled with a degree of interest for my newly - acquired young friend , which I felt would be both strong and lasting . The next morning , as I was walking through the village , my thoughts ...
... soon became acquainted , and I went home , filled with a degree of interest for my newly - acquired young friend , which I felt would be both strong and lasting . The next morning , as I was walking through the village , my thoughts ...
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... soon discovered her family history . Her mother - a great beauty , though penniless - had married Mr. Elton , then a lieutenant in a marching regiment , with no other income but his pay . She had been abroad with her husband , who ...
... soon discovered her family history . Her mother - a great beauty , though penniless - had married Mr. Elton , then a lieutenant in a marching regiment , with no other income but his pay . She had been abroad with her husband , who ...
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... soon settled in our own minds , that Rosalie was to be brought up in such a manner , as would fit her for a first - rate governess . She soon became an universal favourite throughout the whole house ; her sweet temper and lively ...
... soon settled in our own minds , that Rosalie was to be brought up in such a manner , as would fit her for a first - rate governess . She soon became an universal favourite throughout the whole house ; her sweet temper and lively ...
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Page 158 - Death is the crown of life : Were death denied, poor man would live in vain : Were death denied, to live would not be life: Were death denied, e'en fools would wish to die. Death wounds to cure; we fall, we rise, we reign! Spring from our fetters, fasten in the skies, Where blooming Eden withers in our sight. Death gives us more than was in Eden lost! This king of terrors is the prince of peace.
Page 203 - When I remember all The friends, so link'd together, I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather; I feel like one, Who treads alone Some banquet-hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed!
Page 41 - Pausilippo ; and as, on their return, they glided along the moonlight bay, the melodies of Italian strains seemed to give enchantment to the scenery of its shore. At this cool hour the voices of the vine-dressers were frequently heard in trio, as they reposed, after the labour of the day, on some pleasant promontory, under the shade of poplars ; or the brisk music of the dance from fishermen, on the margin of the waves below. The boatmen rested on their oars, while their company listened to voices...
Page 243 - ... lavished upon us, almost unheeded in the daily intercourse of intimacy; there it is that we dwell upon the tenderness, the solemn, awful tenderness of the parting scene; the bed of death, with all its stifled griefs, its noiseless attendance, its mute, watchful assiduities! the last testimonies of expiring love! the feeble, fluttering, thrilling, — oh! how thrilling! — pressure of the hand ! the last fond look of the glazing eye turning upon us, even from the threshold of existence!
Page 38 - But a woman's whole life is a history of the affections. The heart is her world; it is there her ambition strives for empire; it is there her avarice seeks for hidden treasures; she sends forth her sympathies on adventure; she embarks her whole soul in the traffic of affection, and if shipwrecked, her case is hopeless, for it is a bankruptcy of the heart.
Page 98 - Come on therefore, let us enjoy the good things that are present: and let us speedily use the creatures like as in youth. Let us fill ourselves with costly wine and ointments : and let no flower of the spring pass by us : Let us crown ourselves with rose-buds, before they be withered.
Page 189 - For, get you gone, she doth not mean, away: Flatter, and praise, commend, extol their graces; Though ne'er so black, say, they have angels
Page 162 - Thus, it is true, from the sad years of life We sometimes do short hours, yea minutes strike, Keen, blissful, bright, never to be forgotten ; Which, through the dreary gloom of time o'erpast, Shine like fair sunny spots on a wild waste.