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Pagina 66
... happy ; boiling tea - kettles in gipsy fashion , drinking tea , laughing and chat- ting , dancing and singing with a gaiety that knew nothing of eclipse ; flirting with an enjoyment that knew nothing of disguise . Jenny Kirke - elected ...
... happy ; boiling tea - kettles in gipsy fashion , drinking tea , laughing and chat- ting , dancing and singing with a gaiety that knew nothing of eclipse ; flirting with an enjoyment that knew nothing of disguise . Jenny Kirke - elected ...
Pagina 73
... happy temperament cause for abiding joy was a new thing . And it was to her as wine running through her veins , crowding upon her brain swift bright visions of things to be , throwing a halo of unspeak- able radiance round the things ...
... happy temperament cause for abiding joy was a new thing . And it was to her as wine running through her veins , crowding upon her brain swift bright visions of things to be , throwing a halo of unspeak- able radiance round the things ...
Pagina 76
... happy before , Jenny ? " Jenny looked up for a moment , and it seemed to Fred that her eyes had less of happiness than of surprise in them . She was surprised , and annoyed too , -the ques- tion was not at all of the kind she had ex ...
... happy before , Jenny ? " Jenny looked up for a moment , and it seemed to Fred that her eyes had less of happiness than of surprise in them . She was surprised , and annoyed too , -the ques- tion was not at all of the kind she had ex ...
Pagina 79
... happy . " But the word was not forthcoming , nor likely to be while that peculiar smile was on Jenny's lips and in her eyes . It was not a pleasant smile there was disappointment in it , and a vexed surprise . This the love , the mere ...
... happy . " But the word was not forthcoming , nor likely to be while that peculiar smile was on Jenny's lips and in her eyes . It was not a pleasant smile there was disappointment in it , and a vexed surprise . This the love , the mere ...
Pagina 99
... happy . She had wonderfully little self - knowledge , - knew nothing of those self - questioning , self- analyzing processes that make up so much of the inner life of some people . Habits like these are generally born of some great ...
... happy . She had wonderfully little self - knowledge , - knew nothing of those self - questioning , self- analyzing processes that make up so much of the inner life of some people . Habits like these are generally born of some great ...
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Abel Kirke Abel Kirke's Anthony Rede Anthony's beautiful Branthwaite bright brown Charlotte Kabury Cleveden coming dark dear doubt dress droop Emmy Wright eyes face felt ferns flush Fred says Fred Stanier Fred's glad Glaisdale glance gleam green grey hair hand happy heart Hilda Horatia Stanier Jenny asked Jenny Kirke Jenny looks Jenny says Jenny's kind knew light lips listening manner Maria Stanier Milly Miss Kabury Miss Kirke Miss Stanier muslin Nathan Boulby never old Hall pain pale passed passionate pathway perhaps pink pleasant pleasure poor little Poplars Port St present Rachel Rede Rede's replies river Esk round seemed side silence silver birches sitting smile soft sorrow soul speak square piano standing stone strange surprise sweet tarlatane tears tell tender thing thou thought thrill to-day tone trees tremulous turned village voice walk whisper window woman wonder words
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Pagina 245 - We are puppets, Man in his pride, and Beauty fair in her flower; Do we move ourselves, or are moved by an unseen hand at a game That pushes us off from the board, and others ever succeed?
Pagina 208 - Held sacred for thy bower, Wherever he may sport himself and play. 'To Sorrow, I bade good-morrow, And thought to leave her far away behind. But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly; She is so constant to me, and so kind: I would deceive her And so leave her, 180 But ah! she is so constant and so kind.
Pagina 122 - Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil ; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness ; that put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter! Woe unto them that are wise in their own eyes, and prudent in their own sight!
Pagina 182 - Never any more, While I live, Need I hope to see his face As before. Once his love grown chill, Mine may strive : Bitterly we re-embrace, Single still. n. Was it something said, Something done, Vexed him ? was it touch of hand, Turn of head ? Strange ! that very way Love begun : I as little understand Love's decay.
Pagina 133 - To-morrow we meet the same then, dearest? May I take your hand in mine? Mere friends are we, — well, friends the merest Keep much that...
Pagina 26 - Be still, for you only trouble the mind With a joy in which I cannot rejoice, A glory I shall not find. Still ! I will hear you no more, For your sweetness hardly leaves me a choice But to move to the meadow and fall before Her feet on the meadow grass, and adore, Not her, who is neither courtly nor kind, Not her, not her, but a voice.
Pagina 94 - The rover came back from a far distant land, And he claimed of the maiden her long-promised hand '. But he built, ere he won her, the bridge of his vow, And the lovers of Egton pass over it now ! FETE DU ROI DBS FRANCAIS.— 1 MAI.
Pagina 243 - Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard : I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
Pagina 94 - Hilda ! hear my vow ! — No lover again in my native plain, Shall be thwarted as I am now. One day I'll come to claim my bride, As a worthy and wealthy man ! And my well-earned gold shall raise a bridge Across the torrent's span.
Pagina 68 - It was spring time, too; and all were coming forth in clusters crowded for very love; there was room enough for all, but they crushed their leaves into all manner of strange shapes only to be nearer each other. There was the...