... round, up a side lane, and along a narrow passage that ran between the churchyard and the back of the house. At that moment the church clock struck eight, and the bells chimed the Evening Hymn, slowly and musically, as they had done, perhaps, for... XX Stories - Page 26edited by - 1895 - 273 pagesFull view - About this book
| English fiction - 1858 - 684 pages
...the bells chimed the Evening Hymn, slowly and musically, as they had done, perhaps, for centuries; slowly and musically, as they had done in the days...window of what used to be our sitting-room on the ground-floor. I saw lights through the crevices of the closed shutters. Putting my ear closely against... | |
| John Hollingshead - London (England) - 1860 - 332 pages
...the bells chimed the Evening Hymn, slowly and musically, as they had done, perhaps, for centuries ; slowly and musically, as they had done in the days...window of what used to be our sitting-room on the groundfloor. I saw lights through the crevices of the closed shutters. Putting my ear closely against... | |
| John Hollingshead - 1874 - 428 pages
...the bells chimed the Evening Hymn, slowly and musically, as they had done, perhaps, for centuries ; slowly and musically, as they had done in the days...Forgetful of the object that had brought me there, I leant agaiust the railings and wept. The chimes ceased, and the spell was broken. I was recalled to the momentous... | |
| Cassell, ltd - 1875 - 452 pages
...and musically, as they had done in the days gone by, while I sat at the window with little Margarot in my arms, nursing her to sleep. A flood of memories came across my heart. Forgetful of ths object that had brought me there, I leant against the railings and wept. The chimes ceased, and... | |
| Gleanings - 1882 - 548 pages
...when I first knew it as a boy ; so did the quaint oak carving, and the silent court-yard seen 3 в gone by, while I sat at the window with little Margaret...came across my heart. Forgetful of the object that liad brought me there, I leant against the railings and wept. The chimes ceased, and the spell was... | |
| English literature - 1887 - 428 pages
...when I first knew it as a boy ; so did the quaint oak carving, and the silent court-yard seen 3 в gone by, while I sat at the window with little Margaret...window of what used to be our sitting-room, on the ground-floor. I saw lights through the crevices of the closed shutters. Putting my ear closely against... | |
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