Household Friends for Every SeasonTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 327 pages |
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Page 136
... Peter Sker- rett's pocket - pistol . Fanny Skerrett gave her hand cordially to Wade , and looked a little anxiously at his pale face . 66 Now , M. D. " says Peter , " you have been surgeon , you shall be doctor and dose our patient ...
... Peter Sker- rett's pocket - pistol . Fanny Skerrett gave her hand cordially to Wade , and looked a little anxiously at his pale face . 66 Now , M. D. " says Peter , " you have been surgeon , you shall be doctor and dose our patient ...
Page 137
... Peter told me you were one of his models . " She delivered this little speech with a caressing manner which totally fascinated Wade . Nothing was ever so absolutely pretty as Mrs. Peter Skerrett . Her complete prettiness left nothing to ...
... Peter told me you were one of his models . " She delivered this little speech with a caressing manner which totally fascinated Wade . Nothing was ever so absolutely pretty as Mrs. Peter Skerrett . Her complete prettiness left nothing to ...
Page 138
... Peter , " says Mrs. Skerrett , with a bright little look at the other lady , " why Mr. Churm was so mysterious about Mr. Wade . " " Miss Damer shall tell us , " Peter rejoined , repeating his wife's look of merry significance . She ...
... Peter , " says Mrs. Skerrett , with a bright little look at the other lady , " why Mr. Churm was so mysterious about Mr. Wade . " " Miss Damer shall tell us , " Peter rejoined , repeating his wife's look of merry significance . She ...
Page 139
... Peter said , and spun off in an eccentric , ending in a tumble . cine . " I must have a share in your restoration , Mr. Wade , ” Fanny claimed . " I see you need a second dose of medi- Hand me the flask , Mary . What shall I pour from ...
... Peter said , and spun off in an eccentric , ending in a tumble . cine . " I must have a share in your restoration , Mr. Wade , ” Fanny claimed . " I see you need a second dose of medi- Hand me the flask , Mary . What shall I pour from ...
Page 141
... Peter ! " said Mrs. Skerrett , pointing to the other pair skating , he on the backward roll , she on the forward ... Peter . " But he seems to be such a fine fellow , should n't- " The pretty face looked anxious . - suppose she " Suppose ...
... Peter ! " said Mrs. Skerrett , pointing to the other pair skating , he on the backward roll , she on the forward ... Peter . " But he seems to be such a fine fellow , should n't- " The pretty face looked anxious . - suppose she " Suppose ...
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Page 166 - will seek the groves Where the lady Mary is, With her five handmaidens, whose names Are five sweet symphonies, Cecily, Gertrude, Magdalen, Margaret, and Rosalys.
Page 166 - And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. And still she bowed herself and stooped Out of the circling charm; Until her bosom must have made The bar she leaned on warm, And the lilies lay as if asleep Along her bended arm. From the fixed place of Heaven she saw Time like a pulse shake fierce Through all the worlds.
Page 166 - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven ; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even ; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.
Page 51 - I care not much for gold or land ; — Give me a mortgage here and there, — Some good bank-stock, — some note of hand, Or trifling railroad share; — I only ask that Fortune send A little more than I shall spend. Honors are silly toys, I know, And titles are but empty names; — I would, perhaps, be Plenipo, — But only near St.
Page 166 - Her hair that lay along her back Was yellow like ripe corn. Herseemed she scarce had been a day One of God's choristers; The wonder was not yet quite gone From that still look of hers; Albeit, to them she left, her day Had counted as ten years.
Page 166 - I wish that he were come to me, For he will come,' she said. ' Have I not prayed in Heaven ? — on earth, Lord, Lord, has he not...
Page 166 - She gazed and listened and then said, Less sad of speech than mild — "All this is when he comes.
Page 52 - tis a sin To care for such unfruitful things; — One good-sized diamond in a pin, — Some, not so large, in rings, — A ruby, and a pearl, or so, Will do for me; — I laugh at show. My dame should dress in cheap attire; (Good, heavy silks are never dear;) — I own perhaps I might desire Some shawls of true Cashmere, — Some marrowy crapes of China silk, Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.
Page 166 - Herself shall bring us, hand in hand, To Him round whom all souls Kneel, the clear-ranged unnumbered heads Bowed with their aureoles; And angels meeting us shall sing To their citherns and citoles.
Page 166 - The sun was gone now ; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.