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Pagina 9
... meet Lord St. Clair at the Palace to - night , and I shall not fail to tell him , the first thing , what a dear little niece awaits his benediction to - morrow . Don't hurry yourself in the morning , but order breakfast when you please ...
... meet Lord St. Clair at the Palace to - night , and I shall not fail to tell him , the first thing , what a dear little niece awaits his benediction to - morrow . Don't hurry yourself in the morning , but order breakfast when you please ...
Pagina 15
... also came to greet her with kindness corresponding to that shown by his master , which Clara returned by giving him her other hand to meet his mute caress . She could have done nothing more conciliating CLARA CAMERON . 15.
... also came to greet her with kindness corresponding to that shown by his master , which Clara returned by giving him her other hand to meet his mute caress . She could have done nothing more conciliating CLARA CAMERON . 15.
Pagina 35
... meet again - he may hear where I am , though I cannot hear of him , and I trust to his honour to avoid me . This then is the outline of my love of my feelings I can give no descrip- tion . I thank God , I retained my reason under all ...
... meet again - he may hear where I am , though I cannot hear of him , and I trust to his honour to avoid me . This then is the outline of my love of my feelings I can give no descrip- tion . I thank God , I retained my reason under all ...
Pagina 55
... meet much the same set that you are with here , though they do not all come to town . Then I keep the house pretty well filled with a succession of visitors from a distance , so what with these , and those in our own . county , I assure ...
... meet much the same set that you are with here , though they do not all come to town . Then I keep the house pretty well filled with a succession of visitors from a distance , so what with these , and those in our own . county , I assure ...
Pagina 62
... all the genial warmth of a southern sky . " Oh ! my dear orange trees , " exclaimed the eager Countess , " with what delicious fragrance do you meet me , and how re- freshing after the smoke of London ! You know , 62 CLARA CAMERON .
... all the genial warmth of a southern sky . " Oh ! my dear orange trees , " exclaimed the eager Countess , " with what delicious fragrance do you meet me , and how re- freshing after the smoke of London ! You know , 62 CLARA CAMERON .
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Pagina 97 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Pagina 57 - THE stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Pagina 126 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Pagina 73 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend ! 'Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace, but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love ; Where friendship...
Pagina 283 - The merry homes of England ! Around their hearths by night, What gladsome looks of household love Meet in the ruddy light ! There woman's voice flows forth in song, Or childhood's tale is told, Or lips move tunefully along Some glorious page of old.
Pagina 42 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Pagina 64 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contained no tomb, — And glowing into day...
Pagina 152 - I AM not One who much or oft delight To season my fireside with personal talk, — Of friends, who live within an easy walk, Or neighbours, daily, weekly, in my sight : And, for my chance-acquaintance, ladies bright, Sons, mothers, maidens withering on the stalk, These all wear out of me, like Forms, with chalk Painted on rich men's floors, for one feast-night. Better than such discourse doth silence long, Long, barren silence...
Pagina 2 - While her laugh, full of life, without any control But the sweet one of gracefulness, rung from her soul ; And where it most sparkled no glance could discover, In lip, cheek, or eyes, for she brighten'd all over, — Like any fair lake that the breeze is upon, When it breaks into dimples, and laughs in the sun.
Pagina 141 - AT summer eve, when Heaven's ethereal bow Spans with bright arch the glittering hills below. Why to yon mountain turns the musing eye, "Whose sunbright summit mingles with the sky ? Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?— 'Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.