The Ladies' Repository, Volumes 33-34A. Tompkins, 1865 - Universalism |
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... arms ; but here was warmth , love , peace , — Edward . She turned to him her face full of greeting , holding out her ... arm's length , taking in the whole bright picture , glowing eyes and cheeks , scar- let and jewels , surveying it ...
... arms ; but here was warmth , love , peace , — Edward . She turned to him her face full of greeting , holding out her ... arm's length , taking in the whole bright picture , glowing eyes and cheeks , scar- let and jewels , surveying it ...
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... arm so invincible . " - " Yes , he'll look in fancy , from the capitol - upon your little bower here ; he'll send you ... arms immediately , and ten chances to one that I'm not finished on the spot ; but , instead , I rub down the ...
... arm so invincible . " - " Yes , he'll look in fancy , from the capitol - upon your little bower here ; he'll send you ... arms immediately , and ten chances to one that I'm not finished on the spot ; but , instead , I rub down the ...
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... arms ; now , a daughter's child sits on my knees , and yet it is less than a score of years . Dear me ! how fast we ... arm , and her husband leaning over her , has come to me again and again in my lonely yearnings ; and I have said to ...
... arms ; now , a daughter's child sits on my knees , and yet it is less than a score of years . Dear me ! how fast we ... arm , and her husband leaning over her , has come to me again and again in my lonely yearnings ; and I have said to ...
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... arm of Therida . Quiv- had not had his revenge . He rushed fu- ering with uncontrollable fear , she shriek - riously upon him again , and Thorwald fell ed wildly for Thorwald . Suddenly , a Suddenly , a beneath his arm . He was ...
... arm of Therida . Quiv- had not had his revenge . He rushed fu- ering with uncontrollable fear , she shriek - riously upon him again , and Thorwald fell ed wildly for Thorwald . Suddenly , a Suddenly , a beneath his arm . He was ...
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... arms ; the king's guards were arrested , and he was made a prisoner in his palace . Men are seldom good enough , or bad enough . If , at that time , Guise had taken away the liberty or the life of the king , he would have been master of ...
... arms ; the king's guards were arrested , and he was made a prisoner in his palace . Men are seldom good enough , or bad enough . If , at that time , Guise had taken away the liberty or the life of the king , he would have been master of ...
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Anthony of Bourbon arms army Aurelian battle beautiful bless blood Bourbon brave brother called Carleton Charles IX child Coligni Conde dark dead dear death Duke of Anjou Duke of Guise eyes face faith father fear feel Florence flowers followed France friends Galena girl glory grave guerrillas Hagbert hand happy head heard heart heaven HENRIAD Henry Henry III Henry IV hero honor hope horses James Clement king King of Navarre knew lady League light lips live look Loreley massa Mayenne morning mother Navarre never night o'er Paris passed pedler poor prince Prince of Conde prisoner queen Rome seemed smile soldiers soon soul spirit stood sweet tears tell thee Therida things Thorwald thou thought throne tion turned Valois voice wife woman words young Zenobia
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Page 160 - O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Page 204 - Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting For fear of little men; Wee folk, good folk, Trooping all together; Green jacket, red cap, And white owl's feather...
Page 204 - They stole little Bridget For seven years long ; "When she 'came down again Her friends were all gone. They took her lightly back Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep, But she was dead with sorrow.
Page 42 - ... Dear girl, her name he dared not speak, But, as the song grew louder, Something upon the soldier's cheek Washed off the stains of powder. Beyond the darkening ocean burned The bloody sunset's embers, While the Crimean valleys learned How English love remembers. And once again a fire of hell Rained on the Russian quarters, With scream of shot, and burst of shell, And bellowing of the mortars! And Irish Nora's eyes are dim For a singer, dumb and gory; And English Mary mourns for him Who sang of...
Page 377 - Where two twin turtle-doves dwell ! 0 cuckoopint, toll me the purple clapper That hangs in your clear green bell ! And show me your nest with the young ones in it ; I will not steal them away ; I am old ! you may trust me, linnet, linnet — I am seven times one to-day.
Page 281 - The woman saith unto him, I know that Messias cometh, which is called Christ : when he is come he will tell us all things.
Page 41 - They lay along the battery's side. Below the smoking cannon; Brave hearts from Severn and from Clyde, And from the banks of Shannon. They sang of love, and not of fame ; Forgot was Britain's glory; Each heart recalled a different name, But all sang "Annie Laurie.
Page 359 - I sat and spun within the doore, My thread brake off, I raised myne eyes; The level sun, like ruddy ore, Lay sinking in the barren skies And dark against day's golden death She moved where Lindis wandereth, My sonne's faire wife, Elizabeth. "Cusha! Cusha! Cusha!" calling, Ere the early dews were falling, Farre away I heard her song. "Cusha! Cusha!
Page 377 - THERE'S no dew left on the daisies and - clover, There's no rain left in heaven : I've said my "seven times" over and over, Seven times one are seven. I am old, so old, I can write a letter ; My birthday lessons are done; The lambs play always, they know no better ; They are only one times one.
Page 38 - There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die...