Against wind and tide, by Holme Lee1862 |
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... windows , rather high than wide , which were furnished with seats throughout . The fire - places , by some architectural ... window , which the boys always called " Mother's Room . " This balcony was almost falling with decay , but there ...
... windows , rather high than wide , which were furnished with seats throughout . The fire - places , by some architectural ... window , which the boys always called " Mother's Room . " This balcony was almost falling with decay , but there ...
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... window lay the garden , a place of delights ; so old , green , and shady ; on the out- skirts so sunny , so flower - gaudy in front . The fold - yard was beyond , with its kine knee - deep in the golden straw , its rough , mettlesome ...
... window lay the garden , a place of delights ; so old , green , and shady ; on the out- skirts so sunny , so flower - gaudy in front . The fold - yard was beyond , with its kine knee - deep in the golden straw , its rough , mettlesome ...
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... window , where he discerned the listening outline of his mother's figure . Even from that distance , Mary could perceive that Cyrus's easily roused indignation was burning on lip and cheek , and that Robert looked strangely downcast and ...
... window , where he discerned the listening outline of his mother's figure . Even from that distance , Mary could perceive that Cyrus's easily roused indignation was burning on lip and cheek , and that Robert looked strangely downcast and ...
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... window ledge , and her throbbing head leant down upon it . It was surely too hard , too cruel to be true ! Heaven could not mock her so cruelly ! The boys had also witnessed the departure of the yacht , and presently they went up to ...
... window ledge , and her throbbing head leant down upon it . It was surely too hard , too cruel to be true ! Heaven could not mock her so cruelly ! The boys had also witnessed the departure of the yacht , and presently they went up to ...
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... window ; and having led him in that direction the parson's wife rapped on the glass , asking , “ Henry , are you there ? Cyrus and Robert Hawthorne are with me ; can you come out ? " and forth Mr. Ford issued with a straw hat on his ...
... window ; and having led him in that direction the parson's wife rapped on the glass , asking , “ Henry , are you there ? Cyrus and Robert Hawthorne are with me ; can you come out ? " and forth Mr. Ford issued with a straw hat on his ...
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amongst asked Aunt Manuel beautiful began better blush boys brother by-and-by child Chinelyn cried Cyrus Hawthorne Cyrus's Dawson dear door Dorothea Sancton Eliotson eyes face father feel Félicie felt Ford friends garden George Sancton glance gone grave Hadley Royal hand happy Hawthorne's heard heart hope John Dawson Joshua Hawthorne Kibblewhite knew Lady Eleanor Lady Leigh Lady Nugent laughing Leasowes Lilian Carlton lips little Lola lived Lola's looked Lowther Lowther Castle Maiden Lane marriage Mary Master Scrope Millburn mind Minster Hill minutes Mistress morning mother never night passion perhaps Phyllis pleasant poor pretty racter Reuben Otley Robert Hawthorne Robin round Samuel Miles silent Sir Philip Nugent smile sorrow stood talk tears tell things thought told Tom Nugent took turned Uncle Manuel voice walk Walton Minster wife window woman word young
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Page 5 - The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Page 101 - We have not wings, we cannot soar ; But we have feet to scale and climb, By slow degrees, by more and more, The cloudy summits of our time.
Page 7 - I remember the gleams and glooms that dart Across the school-boy's brain; The song and the silence in the heart, That in part are prophecies, and in part Are longings wild and vain. And the voice of that fitful song Sings on, and is never still: "A boy's will is the wind's will, And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.
Page 119 - There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies grow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do flow. There cherries grow which none may buy Till 'Cherry-ripe
Page 381 - Thus at the flaming forge of life Our fortunes must be wrought; Thus on its sounding anvil shaped Each burning deed and thought.
Page 288 - Let our unceasing, earnest prayer Be, too, for light, — for strength to bear Our portion of the weight of care, That crushes into dumb despair One half the human race.
Page 325 - O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a...
Page 188 - MAIDEN ! with the meek, brown eyes, In whose orbs a shadow lies Like the dusk in evening skies ! Thou whose locks outshine the sun, Golden tresses, wreathed in one, As the braided streamlets run ! Standing, with reluctant feet, Where the brook and river meet, Womanhood and childhood fleet...
Page 173 - Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, — act in the living present! Heart within, and GOD o'erhead!
Page 336 - Though the mills of God grind slowly, yet they grind exceeding small; Though with patience he stands waiting, with exactness grinds he all.