Dauntless, by the author of 'Hands not hearts'.1858 |
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... , and then actually clenched them in a sort of despair at their uselessness . One thing only they could do , and that was to smooth away from her cousin's path the household briers which beset it , in the 4 DAUNTLESS .
... , and then actually clenched them in a sort of despair at their uselessness . One thing only they could do , and that was to smooth away from her cousin's path the household briers which beset it , in the 4 DAUNTLESS .
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... cousin . ' Dear Mordaunt , ' she cried , coming up to him quickly , and laying her hand on his arm beseechingly , don't try and be mysterious . Let us share your good news . You have got a situation . ' Mordaunt smiled a moment on the ...
... cousin . ' Dear Mordaunt , ' she cried , coming up to him quickly , and laying her hand on his arm beseechingly , don't try and be mysterious . Let us share your good news . You have got a situation . ' Mordaunt smiled a moment on the ...
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... know him ! ' cried Eve , with such an exclamation and emphasis , and such a flush over cheek and brow , that both Mrs. Cuthbert and her cousin stopped and wondered . " You know him , Eve - impossible ! ' 8 DAUNTLESS .
... know him ! ' cried Eve , with such an exclamation and emphasis , and such a flush over cheek and brow , that both Mrs. Cuthbert and her cousin stopped and wondered . " You know him , Eve - impossible ! ' 8 DAUNTLESS .
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... cousin's return . Proportionably great there- fore was her disappointment when he arrived and told her he was going instantly to the Heath . ' My dear Mordaunt , at this hour ! How can you come back to - night ? ' ' I don't mean to try ...
... cousin's return . Proportionably great there- fore was her disappointment when he arrived and told her he was going instantly to the Heath . ' My dear Mordaunt , at this hour ! How can you come back to - night ? ' ' I don't mean to try ...
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... cousin . 6 ' He has gone to Mr. Sackville's , ' she an- swered ; he does not return to - night ; I believe he intended to call at Whitefield as he went . ' Sir Mark paused a moment , asked how long it was since he started , thanked her ...
... cousin . 6 ' He has gone to Mr. Sackville's , ' she an- swered ; he does not return to - night ; I believe he intended to call at Whitefield as he went . ' Sir Mark paused a moment , asked how long it was since he started , thanked her ...
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answered anxious arms asked beautiful believe better bright busy cares Carisbroke cheek child comes comfort course cousin Cuthbert dear deep Desborough doubt dreaded Eve's expected eyes face fancy fear feel felt give glad glance gone half hand happy head hear heard heart hope hour husband instant interest Jane Jane's kind knew late Laura learned leave less light lips looked Mark's marriage mind Miss Mordaunt morning mother nature never night once painful passed peace perhaps Philipson poor possible present question quickly replied rest Sackville scarcely seemed seen silence Sir Mark smile soon sorrow speak spirit strength sure tears tell thankful thing thought told turned voice walk watched wife wish young
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Page 66 - I REMEMBER, I REMEMBER. I REMEMBER, I remember The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn : He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now I often wish the night Had borne my breath away ! I remember, I remember...
Page 14 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Page 21 - Do but look on her eyes, they do light All that Love's world compriseth. Do but look on her hair, it is bright As Love's star when it riseth. Do but mark, her forehead's smoother Than words that soothe her.
Page 116 - Mortimer! who talks of Mortimer? Who wounds me with the name of Mortimer, That bloody man? — Good father, on thy lap Lay I this head, laden with mickle care. O, might I never ope these eyes again, Never again lift up this drooping head, O, never more lift up this dying heart!
Page 167 - For my heart was hot and restless, And my life was full of care, And the burden laid upon me Seemed greater than I could bear. But now it has fallen from me, It is buried in the sea ; And only the sorrow of others Throws its shadow over me.
Page 77 - Retirement then might hourly look Upon a soothing scene, Age steal to his allotted nook Contented and serene ; With heart as calm as lakes that sleep, In frosty moonlight glistening ; Or mountain rivers, where they creep Along a channel smooth and deep, To their own far-off murmurs listening.
Page 1 - My life is dreary, He cometh not,' she said; She said, 'I am aweary, aweary, I would that I were dead!
Page 257 - And fortune's favour fills the swelling sails ; But would forsake the ship, and make the shore, When the winds whistle, and the tempests roar ? No, Henry, no : one sacred oath has tied Our loves ; one destiny our life shall guide ; Nor wild nor deep our common way divide.
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