Dauntless, by the author of 'Hands not hearts'.1858 |
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... hour or scene for clear thought . < Surely , ' he exclaimed , with all that has been said and sung about moonlight , nothing can adequately describe its subtle spell . ' ' I suppose it is heretical to breathe the suspicion that anything ...
... hour or scene for clear thought . < Surely , ' he exclaimed , with all that has been said and sung about moonlight , nothing can adequately describe its subtle spell . ' ' I suppose it is heretical to breathe the suspicion that anything ...
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... hour , alike by young and old , rich and poor . ' Mordaunt made no comment , but gazed down into the water through which the vessel rapidly clove her way , each instant lessening her dis- tance from the English shore . Probably both the ...
... hour , alike by young and old , rich and poor . ' Mordaunt made no comment , but gazed down into the water through which the vessel rapidly clove her way , each instant lessening her dis- tance from the English shore . Probably both the ...
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... hours , will be at Carisbroke with your father , and Miss Desborough , whilst within two short miles I am receiving an ungracious un - welcome from Mrs. Cuthbert . ' ' You do harass self with anticipated miseries , ' replied Walter ...
... hours , will be at Carisbroke with your father , and Miss Desborough , whilst within two short miles I am receiving an ungracious un - welcome from Mrs. Cuthbert . ' ' You do harass self with anticipated miseries , ' replied Walter ...
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... hour brings a new aspect of weather - when varying seasons change so entirely the whole face of nature- when every little plant or blade of grass is in itself a marvel ; why , one small garden is a study for a philosopher . I should ...
... hour brings a new aspect of weather - when varying seasons change so entirely the whole face of nature- when every little plant or blade of grass is in itself a marvel ; why , one small garden is a study for a philosopher . I should ...
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... hour , even without the additional charm of the smooth lawn and soft blue hazy landscape upon which it looked . But the nucleus of attraction was the bay window , its entrance guarded by the two finest busts . It had the prettiest view ...
... hour , even without the additional charm of the smooth lawn and soft blue hazy landscape upon which it looked . But the nucleus of attraction was the bay window , its entrance guarded by the two finest busts . It had the prettiest view ...
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answered asked ASPARA beauty believe bright brow Carisbroke Carisbroke's charm cheek Cheriton child countenance cousin curls Cuth Cuthbert Daresford daunt Dauntless dear door ejaculated emotion English Poetry Eve's exclaimed eyes face fancy feel felt flowers forget fresh gazed gently George Sackville girl glance hand happy heard heart hope Hopley hour instant Jane Desborough Jane's laburnum laugh Laura light lips little Eve looked mamma marriage Miss Desborough Miss Lomax Mordaunt Mordaunt looked morning mother never observed once passed paused Perhaps phaeton Philipson pleasure poems point of rock poor pretty quiet quietly Rectory replied round Sackville Sandgate scarcely scene seemed sigh silently Sir Mark smile solemn sorrow speak strange sure tears thing thought tion tone turned uttered voice walk Walter watched whilst Whitefield wild hope window woman words young youth
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Page 236 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary...
Page 164 - The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such cold thing. Who would have thought my shrivelled heart Could have recovered greenness?
Page 122 - A happy lover who has come To look on her that loves him well, Who 'lights and rings the gateway bell, And learns her gone and far from home...
Page 74 - Thou faery voyager ! that dost float In such clear water, that thy boat May rather seem To brood on air than on an earthly stream; Suspended in a stream as clear as sky, Where earth and heaven do make one imagery; 0 blessed vision ! happy child ! Thou art so exquisitely wild, 1 think of thee with many fears For what may be thy lot in future years.
Page 104 - Seek not altogether to dry up the stream of sorrow, but to bound it and keep it within its banks. Religion doth not destroy the life of nature, but adds to it a life more excellent; yea, it doth not only permit, but requires some feeling of afflictions. Instead of patience, there is in some men an affected pride of spirit suitable only to the doctrine of the Stoics as it is- usually taken. They...