Jane Bouverie; or, Prosperity and adversity, Volume 577 |
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... tone , the probable value of the premises , and glanced at the furniture with the eye of an appraiser . The doctor looked impatiently at his watch , grudging , evidently , to waste that time on a deceased patient which might have been ...
... tone , the probable value of the premises , and glanced at the furniture with the eye of an appraiser . The doctor looked impatiently at his watch , grudging , evidently , to waste that time on a deceased patient which might have been ...
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... tone almost approaching to kindness- ' You were long in the service of my aunt , I suppose ? ' " Yes , sir , ' she said , in a voice both solemn and respectful - long enough to remember you , when you had no other home but this house ...
... tone almost approaching to kindness- ' You were long in the service of my aunt , I suppose ? ' " Yes , sir , ' she said , in a voice both solemn and respectful - long enough to remember you , when you had no other home but this house ...
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... tone of sober truth . During my own youth I was apt to believe in no feelings which were not exhibited , to consider that grief cannot exist without tears , nor affection without endearment , nor religion without enthu- siasm ; and my ...
... tone of sober truth . During my own youth I was apt to believe in no feelings which were not exhibited , to consider that grief cannot exist without tears , nor affection without endearment , nor religion without enthu- siasm ; and my ...
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... tone of agitation . fire and not expect 6 We cannot put a child in the her to be burned . If I were obliged to put a daughter of mine to school at Paris , I would rather put her to death . ' ' Phoo ! Phoo ! ' replied the Duke , who ...
... tone of agitation . fire and not expect 6 We cannot put a child in the her to be burned . If I were obliged to put a daughter of mine to school at Paris , I would rather put her to death . ' ' Phoo ! Phoo ! ' replied the Duke , who ...
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... tone , ' We shall thrive very well in the smoke of Londen , I have no doubt , and may have our throats swept , like our chimneys , once a month . After all , what do we leave here to break our hearts about ? A farm containing one cow ...
... tone , ' We shall thrive very well in the smoke of Londen , I have no doubt , and may have our throats swept , like our chimneys , once a month . After all , what do we leave here to break our hearts about ? A farm containing one cow ...
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Page 145 - As a beam o'er the face of the waters may glow, While the tide runs in darkness and coldness below, So the cheek may be tinged with a warm sunny smile, Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while.
Page 272 - Whom the gods love die young' was said of yore, And many deaths do they escape by this: The death of friends, and that which slays even more — The death of friendship, love, youth, all that is, Except mere breath ; and since the silent shore Awaits at last even those who longest miss The old archer's shafts, perhaps the early grave Which men weep over may be meant to save.
Page 37 - Resign the honours of their form at Winter's stormy blast, And leave the naked leafless plain a desolated waste. 8 Yet soon reviving plants and flow'rs anew shall deck the plain ; The woods shall hear the voice of Spring, and flourish green again.
Page 238 - The churchyard bears an added stone, The fireside shows a vacant chair ! Here sadness dwells and weeps alone, And death displays his banner there ; The life has gone, the breath has fled, And what has been no more shall be ; The well-known form, the welcome tread, Oh ! where are they ? and where is he ? HENRY NEELE.
Page 61 - No where by thee my steps shall be, For ever and for ever. But here will sigh thine alder tree, And here thine aspen shiver; And here by thee will hum the bee, For ever and for ever. A thousand suns will stream on thee, A thousand moons will quiver; But not by thee my steps shall be, For ever and for ever.
Page 238 - OFT o'er my brain does that strange fancy roll Which makes the present (while the flash doth last) Seem a mere semblance of some unknown past Mixed with such feelings, as perplex the soul Self-questioned in her sleep ; and some have said We lived, ere yet this robe of flesh we wore.