Lady-Bird: A Tale, Հատոր 1Tauchnitz, 1853 - 326 էջ |
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... voice reached his ear . Was it accidental , or from a strange instinct of revenge for his coldness , that , when scarcely old enough to appreciate the meaning of her words , she seemed to take pleasure in holding cheap all distinctions ...
... voice reached his ear . Was it accidental , or from a strange instinct of revenge for his coldness , that , when scarcely old enough to appreciate the meaning of her words , she seemed to take pleasure in holding cheap all distinctions ...
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... voice above a whisper . She tells me not to shut myself up in her sick room : she has hardly strength enough to talk to me . I sometimes wish to be more attentive to her , but I do not know how to set about it . As to Father Lifford , I ...
... voice above a whisper . She tells me not to shut myself up in her sick room : she has hardly strength enough to talk to me . I sometimes wish to be more attentive to her , but I do not know how to set about it . As to Father Lifford , I ...
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... voices , and a different picture in the minds of each of these young girls . " I know " ( the one began as they walked along the alley of hazel wood that led to the common ) “ I know you think it strange that I am not more atten- tive ...
... voices , and a different picture in the minds of each of these young girls . " I know " ( the one began as they walked along the alley of hazel wood that led to the common ) “ I know you think it strange that I am not more atten- tive ...
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... when I speak of love I do not mean a mere human feeling , though even that " ( Mary's voice falter- ed a little as she said this ) " might teach us something of the nature of true devotion ; but I mean 36 LADY - BIRD .
... when I speak of love I do not mean a mere human feeling , though even that " ( Mary's voice falter- ed a little as she said this ) " might teach us something of the nature of true devotion ; but I mean 36 LADY - BIRD .
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... voice that had been music to her ears ever since she could remember . " It is a letter , Miss Mary , not Mr. Maurice . ” Numerous were the thoughts that had time to shoot across her mind during the seconds that inter- vened between the ...
... voice that had been music to her ears ever since she could remember . " It is a letter , Miss Mary , not Mr. Maurice . ” Numerous were the thoughts that had time to shoot across her mind during the seconds that inter- vened between the ...
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admiration Adrien d'Arberg amongst amused answered asked Audley Park beauty birds called charm cheek child Christina of Sweden clever colour Crofton dear delight dream Edgar ejaculated excitement exclaimed eyes face fancy Father Lifford favourite feel felt flowers fly away home genius Gertrude Gertrude's girl hand happy hear heard heart heartsease Heaven hope imagination Italy kind knew Lady Clara Lady Roslyn Lady-Bird laughed lessons Lifford Grange lived looked maid Mamma manner Mark Apley marriage Mary Mary Grey Mary's Maurice Redmond mean ment mind Miss Apley Miss Lifford mother never nosegay once parterre passion perhaps pianoforte play pleasure racter rose seemed silent sitting smile sort soul speak spirit Stonehouseleigh strange suffering suppose sweet talk tell thee thing thought turned voice walked water-cresses window wish Woodlands words young
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Էջ 200 - For a' that, and a' that, Their dignities, and a' that, The pith o' sense, and pride o' worth, Are higher ranks than a' that. Then let us pray that come it may, As come it will for a' that, That sense and worth, o'er a' the earth, May bear the gree, and a' that. For a
Էջ 60 - With goddess-like demeanour forth she went, Not unattended ; for on her, as queen, A pomp of winning graces waited still, And from about her shot darts of desire Into all eyes, to wish her still in sight.
Էջ 20 - High lift the banner of your pride ! But know that where its sheet unrolls, The weight of blood is on your souls ! Go where the havoc of your kerne Shall float as high as mountain fern ! Men shall no more your mansion know ; The nettles on your hearth shall grow ! Dead, as the green oblivious flood That mantles by your walls, shall be The glory of O'Connor's blood ! Away ! away to Athunree ! Where, downward when the sun shall fall, The raven's wing shall be your pall ! And not a vassal shall unlace...
Էջ 94 - Tis amazement more than love, Which her radiant eyes do move : If less splendour wait on thine, Yet they so benignly shine, I would turn my dazzled sight To behold their milder light. But as hard 'tis to destroy That high flame, as to enjoy: Which how...
Էջ 216 - Stood on my feet; about me round I saw Hill, dale, and shady woods, and sunny plains, And liquid lapse of murmuring streams; by these, Creatures that lived and moved, and walked or flew, Birds on the branches warbling; all things smiled; 266 With fragrance and with joy my heart o'erflowed.
Էջ 20 - Each hand down pow'rless fell, And go to Athunree !* I cried, High lift the banner of your pride ! But know that where its sheet unrolls The weight of blood is on your souls ! Go where the havoc of your kerne Shall float as high as mountain fern ! Men shall no more your mansion know ! The nettles on your hearth shall grow I Dead as the green oblivious flood, That mantles by your walls, shall be The glory of O'Connor's blood ! Away...
Էջ 235 - She floated o'er life like a noontide breeze Or cradled vapour on sunny seas, Or an exquisite cloud in light arrayed, Which sails through the sky, and can throw no shade; She cared for no sympathy — living in throngs Of her own sunny thoughts and her mute inward songs.
Էջ 19 - Of day-spring, rush'd we through the glade, And saw at dawn the lofty bawn Of Castle-Connor fade. Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unplough'd, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect we loved it more, And well he knew, my huntsman dear, To search the game with hawk and spear ; While I, his evening food to dress, Would sing to him in happiness.
Էջ 18 - Oh, come with me : Our bark is on the lake, behold Our steeds are fasten'd to the tree. Come far from Castle-Connor's clans : Come with thy belted forestere, And I, beside the lake of swans, Shall hunt for thee the fallow-deer ; And build thy hut, and bring thee home The wild-fowl and the honey-comb ; And berries from the wood provide, And play my clarshech* by thy side. Then come, my love...
Էջ 216 - I cast aside my eye, And saw a medlar-tree was planted nigh : The spreading branches made a goodly show, And full of opening blooms was every bough.