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... happy -happy at least with that same peaceful joy which was before their portion , they come either thus to pass their days or die . ” Mr. Temple paused for a moment , evidently to command the agitation of his voice ; he then resumed ...
... happy -happy at least with that same peaceful joy which was before their portion , they come either thus to pass their days or die . ” Mr. Temple paused for a moment , evidently to command the agitation of his voice ; he then resumed ...
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... happy and at ease - entered into the spirit of everything around her ; her first shyness wearing away , and her innocent re - assurance , being still more effectually established after an encounter with her cousin and his 58 MARY SEAHAM .
... happy and at ease - entered into the spirit of everything around her ; her first shyness wearing away , and her innocent re - assurance , being still more effectually established after an encounter with her cousin and his 58 MARY SEAHAM .
Page 64
... happy hopeful period of life , adds , oftener than detracts , from each charm either of mind or person - when , under such untried circum- stances , the heart springs forward upon the wings of hope with freshness yet undiminished , and ...
... happy hopeful period of life , adds , oftener than detracts , from each charm either of mind or person - when , under such untried circum- stances , the heart springs forward upon the wings of hope with freshness yet undiminished , and ...
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... happy all that evening , particularly as there was very tolerable harmony kept up between her cousins . Mr. de Burgh inquired at dinner , though with no great interest " what had become of Trevor ? " Mrs. de Burgh answered that he had ...
... happy all that evening , particularly as there was very tolerable harmony kept up between her cousins . Mr. de Burgh inquired at dinner , though with no great interest " what had become of Trevor ? " Mrs. de Burgh answered that he had ...
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... if it did not succeed in making her so completely happy as she fancied it would have done a month or two before . Her brother Arthur wrote word , that he should be L 2 MARY SEAHAM . 147 Nay, Mary do not look offended. He did ...
... if it did not succeed in making her so completely happy as she fancied it would have done a month or two before . Her brother Arthur wrote word , that he should be L 2 MARY SEAHAM . 147 Nay, Mary do not look offended. He did ...
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affection affectionate amongst anxious appearance arrival Arthur Seaham beautiful better breast brother brow Burgh calm cheek circumstances countenance course cousin dark dear Mary door dream earnest Eugene Aram Eugene Trevor Eugene's Eustace Trevor excited exclaimed expression eyes face fancy father fear feelings gaze gentle Glan Pennant glance hand happy heard heart Heaven hope Hugh Morgan husband idea imagine interest Lady Morgan light lips look Louis lover Mabel Marryott manner marriage Mary Seaham Mary's mind Miss Seaham Montrevor morning mother murmured N. P. WILLIS nature never night occasion Olivia once painful pale paused perhaps poor present quiet replied seemed servant sigh silent Silverton sister smile soon sorrow soul speak spirit stood suppose sure tears tell Temple thing thought tion tone trembling turned Uncle Trevor voice whilst wife words Wynne young lady
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Page 236 - Tis the fire-shower of ruin all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements' height, Heaven's fire is around thee, to blast and to burn ; Return to thy dwelling ! all lonely return ! For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood, And a wild mother scream o'er her famishing brood.
Page 276 - Mammon led them on, Mammon, the least erected Spirit that fell From Heaven; for even in Heaven his looks and thoughts Were always downward bent, admiring more The riches of Heaven's pavement, trodden gold, Than aught divine or holy else enjoyed In vision beatific.
Page 98 - The silver key of the fountain of tears, Where the spirit drinks till the brain is wild ; Softest grave of a thousand fears, Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, Is laid asleep in flowers.
Page 103 - And Jacob went near unto Isaac his father; and he felt him, and said, The voice is Jacob's voice, but the hands are the hands of Esau.
Page 268 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Page 236 - Lo ! the death-shot of foemen outspeeding, he rode Companionless bearing destruction abroad ; But down let him stoop from his havoc on high ! Ah, home let him speed, — for the spoiler is nigh ! Why flames the far summit? Why shoot to the blast Those embers, like stars from the firmament cast ? 'Tis the fire-shower of ruin, all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel, the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements...
Page 65 - But, above all, the victory is most sure For Him, who, seeking faith by virtue, strives To yield entire submission to the law Of Conscience ; Conscience reverenced and obeyed, As God's most intimate Presence in the soul, And his most perfect Image in the world.
Page 67 - Be she meeker, kinder, than fhe turtle-dove or pelican : If she be not so to me, What care I how kind she be? Shall a woman's virtues move Me to perish for her love? Or, her well-deservings known, Make me quite forget mine own? Be she with that goodness blest Which may merit name of Best; If she be not such to me, What care I how good she be?
Page 17 - tis youth's frenzy— but the cure Is bitterer still, as charm by charm unwinds Which robed our idols, and we see too sure Nor Worth nor Beauty dwells from out the mind's Ideal shape of such ; yet still it binds — The fatal spell, and still it draws us on...
Page 170 - For the love of money is the root of all evil, which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows. But thou, O man of God, flee these things, and follow after righteousness, Godliness, faith, love, patience, meekness.