Thornwell Abbas, by Grant Lloyd, Volume 1S. Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington, 1876 |
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... person , however , it must be confessed , who did not look on them with entire approbation , and that was the vicar of Thornwell , the Rev. George Hooker . If he could have re - christened himself , he would doubtless have adopted the ...
... person , however , it must be confessed , who did not look on them with entire approbation , and that was the vicar of Thornwell , the Rev. George Hooker . If he could have re - christened himself , he would doubtless have adopted the ...
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... person in London ; and the child - like seriousness of manner was to the com- pliment something like a setting of pure white paper or spotless damask to a bouquet of flowers . All men liked her , because they never suspected her of ...
... person in London ; and the child - like seriousness of manner was to the com- pliment something like a setting of pure white paper or spotless damask to a bouquet of flowers . All men liked her , because they never suspected her of ...
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... person ? " " She is vera generally liked . " " Such a sweet face ! and how beautifully she sang that last song ! I could fancy what a mother she must be . " 1 Lady Grizel's Scotch will be found throughout rather broader than probably ...
... person ? " " She is vera generally liked . " " Such a sweet face ! and how beautifully she sang that last song ! I could fancy what a mother she must be . " 1 Lady Grizel's Scotch will be found throughout rather broader than probably ...
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... person had ever come in her way , we own it is trying to hear Mr. Sowerby go prosing on while Sir John is gently snoring ( though with a very perceptible crescendo ) in his corner . And yet Amoret had no regrets . If she had fallen in ...
... person had ever come in her way , we own it is trying to hear Mr. Sowerby go prosing on while Sir John is gently snoring ( though with a very perceptible crescendo ) in his corner . And yet Amoret had no regrets . If she had fallen in ...
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... person was Mr. Sowerby , inasmuch as Sir Britannicus Camden never came . He took refuge with the whist - players , while his wife was the acknowledged belle of the evening . Half her amusement was in laughing to herself over the ...
... person was Mr. Sowerby , inasmuch as Sir Britannicus Camden never came . He took refuge with the whist - players , while his wife was the acknowledged belle of the evening . Half her amusement was in laughing to herself over the ...
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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...