Relfe brothers' model reading-books, in prose and verse, ed., with notes and intr. by R.F. Charles, Том 5Richard Fletcher Charles 1882 |
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... Miss Mitford . 19 . Sir Roland and Sir Leoline ... S. T. Coleridge 20 . Kenilworth 21 . A Charade .... 22 . Way 23 . The Hermit 24 . Old London Where there's a Will there's a 25. A Self - taught Musician 26. The Prisoner of Chillon 27 ...
... Miss Mitford . 19 . Sir Roland and Sir Leoline ... S. T. Coleridge 20 . Kenilworth 21 . A Charade .... 22 . Way 23 . The Hermit 24 . Old London Where there's a Will there's a 25. A Self - taught Musician 26. The Prisoner of Chillon 27 ...
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... Miss Mitford and W. M. Praed . For an Extract by G. H. Lewes . 99 " " Mrs. Gaskell . Sir W. Scott . The COMMITTEE of the Religious Tract Society , for Extracts from several of their publications , and especially for courteously placing ...
... Miss Mitford and W. M. Praed . For an Extract by G. H. Lewes . 99 " " Mrs. Gaskell . Sir W. Scott . The COMMITTEE of the Religious Tract Society , for Extracts from several of their publications , and especially for courteously placing ...
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... missed him all day long , and knew not till then how much I had loved him . I missed his kindness and I missed his crossness , and wished him to be alive again , to be quarrelling with him ( for we quarrelled sometimes ) , rather than ...
... missed him all day long , and knew not till then how much I had loved him . I missed his kindness and I missed his crossness , and wished him to be alive again , to be quarrelling with him ( for we quarrelled sometimes ) , rather than ...
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... Miss Mary , of course , " said Mark . " Of course , " said Martin . " But I don't know where she is . Not having had the heart to write in our distress - you yourself thought silence most advisable - and consequently never having heard ...
... Miss Mary , of course , " said Mark . " Of course , " said Martin . " But I don't know where she is . Not having had the heart to write in our distress - you yourself thought silence most advisable - and consequently never having heard ...
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... Miss Fanny ! " -last of all a plain gold ring , wrapped in three papers , silver , white , and brown- " Ho ! ho ... Miss Mitford . H XIX . SIR ROLAND AND SIR LEOLINE . ALAS ! Fanny's Fairings . 97 Miss Mitford.
... Miss Fanny ! " -last of all a plain gold ring , wrapped in three papers , silver , white , and brown- " Ho ! ho ... Miss Mitford . H XIX . SIR ROLAND AND SIR LEOLINE . ALAS ! Fanny's Fairings . 97 Miss Mitford.
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Страница 98 - Alas! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above ; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love, Doth work like madness in the brain.
Страница 43 - A day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of clouds and of thick darkness, as the morning spread upon the mountains: a great people and a strong; there hath not been ever the like, neither shall be any more after it, even to the years of many generations.
Страница 293 - Harmonious numbers ; as the wakeful bird Sings darkling, and in shadiest covert hid Tunes her nocturnal note. Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Страница 306 - My hold of the colonies is in the close affection which grows from common names, from kindred blood, from similar privileges, and equal protection. These are ties which, though light as air, are as strong as links of iron. Let the colonies always keep the idea of their civil rights associated with your government; they will cling and grapple to you, and no force under heaven will be of power to tear them from their allegiance. But let it...
Страница 166 - I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me, That my soul cannot resist : A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain...
Страница 292 - Or hear'st thou rather, pure ethereal stream, Whose fountain who shall tell ? Before the sun, Before the heavens thou wert, and at the voice Of God, as with a mantle, didst invest The rising world of waters dark and deep, Won from the void and formless infinite.
Страница 112 - I had never before seen any of them. I bought it, read it over and over, and was much delighted with it. I thought the writing excellent, and wished, if possible, to imitate it.
Страница 141 - I thought of this, and I was glad, For thought of them had made me mad; But I was curious to ascend To my barr'd windows, and to bend Once more, upon the mountains high, The quiet of a loving eye.
Страница 159 - It is not growing like a tree In bulk, doth make man better be; Or standing long an oak, three hundred year, To fall a log, at last, dry, bald, and sere: A lily of a day, Is fairer far, in May, Although it fall, and die that night; It was the plant, and flower of light. In small proportions, we just beauties see: And in short measures, life may perfect be.
Страница 119 - But mine the sorrow, mine the fault, And well my life shall pay ; I'll seek the solitude he sought, And stretch me where he lay. " And there forlorn, despairing, hid, I'll lay me down and die ; 'Tvvas so for me that Edwin did, And so for him will I.