The Pathetic Snobs

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John Lane Company, 1918 - 308 pages
 

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Page 231 - I'm wife; I've finished that, That other state; I'm Czar, I'm woman now: It's safer so. How odd the girl's life looks Behind this soft eclipse! I think that earth seems so To those in heaven now. This being comfort, then That other kind was pain; But why compare? I'm wife!
Page 114 - 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 165 - Never indeed was any man more contented with doing his duty in that state of life to which it had pleased God to call him.
Page 191 - ... They have broken your slate, I know $ And the glad, wild ways Of your school-girl days Are things of the long ago ; But life and love will soon come by.— There ! little girl ; don't cry ! There ! little girl ; don't cry...
Page 172 - But, when she glanced to the far-off town, White from its hill-slope looking down, The sweet song died, and a vague unrest And a nameless longing filled her breast ; A wish, that she hardly dared to own, For something better than she had known.
Page 102 - To seek the peace o' summer noons that broods beside the sea. We'll leave the past behind us that the joy o' life may find us— But what if she, my first beloved, should call again to me?
Page 136 - The robin's on the wing again; I hear the call o' spring again And fain am I to follow, lass; it calls me not in vain! Yea, I would join the chorus; lo, the highway is before us— But what if she, my first beloved, should call to me again ? The wanderlure is part o...
Page 137 - A heritage, it seems to me, A king might wish to hold in fee. What doth the poor man's son inherit ? A patience learned of being poor. Courage, if sorrow come, to bear it, A fellow-feeling that is sure To make the outcast bless his door; A heritage, it seems to me, A king might wish to hold in fee.
Page 255 - ... under this pine tree. The balmy air of spring whispers through the sweet grass, The stars sparkle, the whippoorwill calls, But thou grievest, while my soul lies rapturous In the blest Nirvana of eternal light ! Go to the good heart that is my husband, Who broods upon what he calls our guilty love : — Tell him that my love for you, no less than my love for him Wrought out my destiny — that through the flesh I won spirit, and through spirit, peace. There is no marriage in heaven, But there...
Page 92 - The wanderlure is part o' me, and love is in the heart o' me, And I would tread the road with you that leads beyond the door; I hear the cry o...

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