Thornwell Abbas, by Grant Lloyd, Volume 1S. Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1876 |
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Page 94
... keep the choir up to theirs , was a source of wonderment to Walter , whose mind had not the same power of concen- tration , and for whom religion had not hitherto worn its most favourable aspect . " I wonder , " he used to say to Dot ...
... keep the choir up to theirs , was a source of wonderment to Walter , whose mind had not the same power of concen- tration , and for whom religion had not hitherto worn its most favourable aspect . " I wonder , " he used to say to Dot ...
Page 96
... which they had had , which generally lasted till Walter was awakened by the " In conclusion " with which Mr. Hooker was wont to wind up . Sir John was unfortunately very sleepy , and used to keep Dot 96 THORNWELL ABBAS .
... which they had had , which generally lasted till Walter was awakened by the " In conclusion " with which Mr. Hooker was wont to wind up . Sir John was unfortunately very sleepy , and used to keep Dot 96 THORNWELL ABBAS .
Page 97
Dame Elizabeth Wordsworth. was unfortunately very sleepy , and used to keep Dot in agonies by the way he nodded . Lady Grizel was an enigma to both the young people . She never went to sleep or so much as drooped her eyelids , but sat ...
Dame Elizabeth Wordsworth. was unfortunately very sleepy , and used to keep Dot in agonies by the way he nodded . Lady Grizel was an enigma to both the young people . She never went to sleep or so much as drooped her eyelids , but sat ...
Page 98
... Too bad of her , wasn't it ? Ah ! by the way , won't you spare Lina to take her Sunday's dinner with us . Only cold beef and pickles , you know . Granny keeps us all in order . " " I am afraid I can't , " said Lina 98 THORNWELL ABBAS .
... Too bad of her , wasn't it ? Ah ! by the way , won't you spare Lina to take her Sunday's dinner with us . Only cold beef and pickles , you know . Granny keeps us all in order . " " I am afraid I can't , " said Lina 98 THORNWELL ABBAS .
Page 106
... came plump down on the cucumber- frame . " " Prison ! There , I knew she'd done something wicked . Hadn't she , now ? Ah ! Walter , Walter ! it's of no use your trying to keep it from me , " said Dot 106 THORNWELL ABBAS .
... came plump down on the cucumber- frame . " " Prison ! There , I knew she'd done something wicked . Hadn't she , now ? Ah ! Walter , Walter ! it's of no use your trying to keep it from me , " said Dot 106 THORNWELL ABBAS .
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Page 13 - She sketched ; the vale, the wood, the beach, Grew lovelier from her pencil's shading : She botanized; I envied each Young blossom in her boudoir fading : She warbled Handel ; it was grand ; She made the Catalani jealous : She touched the organ; I could stand For hours and hours to blow the bellows.
Page 190 - The hunting of that day. The stout Earl of Northumberland A vow to God did make, His pleasure in the Scottish woods Three summer days to take; The chiefest harts in Chevy-Chase To kill and bear away.
Page 203 - O spare me a little, that I may recover my strength : before I go hence, and be no more seen.
Page 113 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Page 23 - The sun sets in night, and the stars shun the day; But glory remains when their lights fade away! Begin, ye tormentors! your threats are in vain, For the son of Alknomook shall never complain.
Page 13 - Well fill'd with all an album's glories; Paintings of butterflies, and Rome, Patterns for trimmings, Persian stories; Soft songs to Julia's cockatoo, Fierce odes to Famine and to Slaughter, And autographs of Prince Leboo, And recipes for elder-water.
Page 29 - Yet is it a talent of trust, a loan to be rendered back with interest; A delight, but redolent of care ; honey-sweet, but lacking not the bitter.
Page 97 - ... unwithered cheek, Thy temples fringed with locks of gleaming white, And head that droops because the soul is meek, Thee with the welcome Snowdrop I compare ; That child of winter, prompting thoughts that climb From desolation toward the genial prime ; Or with the Moon conquering earth's misty air, And filling more and more with crystal light As pensive Evening deepens into night.
Page 147 - Your charms would make me true. To you no soul shall bear deceit, No stranger offer wrong; But friends in all the aged you'll meet, And lovers in the young. But when they learn that you have blest Another with your heart, They'll bid aspiring passion rest...
Page 205 - She loves her fire, her cottage-home : yet o'er the moorland will she roam in weather rough and bleak; and, when against the wind she strains, O might I kiss the mountain rains that sparkle on her cheek ! Take all that's mine beneath the moon...