The Duke, Volume 1R. Bentley, 1839 |
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... bright and unfading laurels , he had not been called upon by the Admiralty , and was left to that perfect leisure which marks the hours of men , thrown , as it were , out of their pro fessional career . The brave and active sailor had ...
... bright and unfading laurels , he had not been called upon by the Admiralty , and was left to that perfect leisure which marks the hours of men , thrown , as it were , out of their pro fessional career . The brave and active sailor had ...
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... bright brief journey gather'd up Such treasures of affection ? She was loved Only as idols are . She was the pride Of her familiar sphere- the daily joy . Of all who on her gracefulness might gaze , And in the light and music of her way ...
... bright brief journey gather'd up Such treasures of affection ? She was loved Only as idols are . She was the pride Of her familiar sphere- the daily joy . Of all who on her gracefulness might gaze , And in the light and music of her way ...
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... bright as the spring , her sweet emblem , the life of Evelyn , until the period at which this history commences , had offered no cloud of sorrow to dim the gay sun- shine of her mind or person . Her hours had passed in a round of ...
... bright as the spring , her sweet emblem , the life of Evelyn , until the period at which this history commences , had offered no cloud of sorrow to dim the gay sun- shine of her mind or person . Her hours had passed in a round of ...
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... bright ornaments were most to be prized ; and feeling that it was his own misjudging tenderness and profusion , which had brought all this about , his mind was smitten with the keenest pangs of self - reproach . At this moment , when ...
... bright ornaments were most to be prized ; and feeling that it was his own misjudging tenderness and profusion , which had brought all this about , his mind was smitten with the keenest pangs of self - reproach . At this moment , when ...
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... bright complexion and sunny blue eyes , most re- sembled his sister Evelyn , ever left her with regret ; it was only when requested to take charge of the two little girls , in the nar- row court before the house , which aspired to the ...
... bright complexion and sunny blue eyes , most re- sembled his sister Evelyn , ever left her with regret ; it was only when requested to take charge of the two little girls , in the nar- row court before the house , which aspired to the ...
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Page 186 - Oh! when I am stricken, and my heart, Like a bruised reed, is waiting to be broken, How will its love for thee, as I depart, Yearn for thine ear to drink its last deep token!
Page 95 - Love knoweth every form of air, And every shape of earth, And comes, unbidden, everywhere, Like thought's mysterious birth. The moonlit sea and the sunset, sky Are written with Love's words, And you hear his voice unceasingly, Like song, in the time of birds. He peeps into the warrior's heart From the tip of a stooping plume, And the serried spears, and the many men. May not deny him room. He'll come to his...
Page 222 - O ye saints of His : and give thanks unto Him for a remembrance of His holiness. For His wrath endureth but the twinkling of an eye, and in His pleasure is life : heaviness may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
Page 153 - If I climb up into heaven, thou art there: If I go down to hell, thou art there also. If I take the wings of the morning, and remain in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there also shall thy hand lead me, And thy right hand shall hold me.
Page 152 - The forehead of the beautiful child lay soft With the baptismal water. Then I thought That, to the eye of God, that mother's tears Would be a deeper covenant, which sin And the temptations of the world, and death, Would leave unbroken, and that she would know In the clear light of heaven, how very strong The prayer which...
Page 68 - They gathered round him on the fresh green bank, And spoke their kindly words; and, as the sun Rose up in heaven, he knelt among them there, And bowed his head upon his hands to pray.
Page 140 - ... withdraws from us, and while the shades of the evening darken upon our dwellings, the splendours of the firmament come forward to our view. In the moments when •earth is overshadowed, Heaven opens to our eyes the radiance of a sublimer being ; our hearts follow the successive splendours of the scene ; and while we forget, for a time, the obscurity of earthly concerns, we feel that there are " yet greater things than these," and that we " have a Father who dwelleth in the heavens, and who yet...
Page 51 - Was radiantly fair — This earth again may never see A loveliness so rare ! She glided up St. Mona's aisle That morning as a bride, And, full as was my heart the while, I bless'd her in my pride ! The fountain may not fail the less Whose sands are golden ore, And a sister for her loveliness, May not be loved the more ; But as, the fount's full heart beneath, Those golden sparkles shine, My sister's beauty seem'd to breathe Its brightness over mine ! St. Mona...
Page 170 - And he went forth — alone ! not one of all The many whom he loved, nor she whose name Was woven in the fibres of the heart Breaking within him now, to come and speak Comfort unto him. Yea — he went his way, Sick, and heart-broken, and alone — to die ! For God had cursed the leper ! It was noon, And...