Barbara Howard: Or, The Belle of Allensville; a Tale

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Страница 52 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Страница 34 - There's a sweet little cherub that sits up aloft, To keep watch for the life of poor Jack!
Страница 12 - In Scarlet towne, where I was borne, There was a fair maid dwellin, Made every youth crye, Wel-awaye I Her name was Barbara Allen.
Страница 52 - As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; hut, in their stead, < Curses, not loud, but deep, mouth-honour, breath, ; Which the poor heart would fain deny, but dare not.
Страница 106 - Analects, which is on the subject of jin, or perfect virtue, has several utterances which are remarkable. Thornton observes : — " It may excite surprise, and probably incredulity, to state that the golden rule of our Saviour, ' Do unto others as you would that they should do unto you,
Страница 100 - ... abandoned all — parents, friends, and the pleasures of a capital — to shut herself up with me in a deserted wilderness, where she was exposed to a thousand dangers, and had but me to support her. She was no more ; and fatal destiny had torn her from me, to sink me for ever in desolation and grief. The funeral took place on the following day, and was attended by every inhabitant of Jala-Jala. Her body was deposited near the altar in the humble church which I had caused to be erected, and before...
Страница 16 - ... duty to Mrs. Allen precluded her seeing him again. Before the morning dawned George was in a stage-coach on his way to the south. He passed the boundary of Lansdown with almost as heavy a heart as our first parent bore through the gates of Paradise : feeling like all true lovers, " that the world is divided into two parts ; that where she is, and that where she is not.
Страница 15 - Sir Turtle Kite, in his gratification, hardly knew whether he stood on his head or his heels. He had never, to his recollection, been bidden to an Earl's dinner-table before, and was profuse in thanks. " I'll ask Grubb to join us,

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