St. Martin's SummerTicknor and Fields, 1866 - 442 pages In 1918 South Dakota, Lilly Clark speaks her mind -- even to her neighbor's chagrin. When a immigrant is being persecuted for the war raging overseas, how can she stand by and not come to his rescue? Can this independent woman surrender her desires to her heavenly Father and her heart to the joy of romance? |
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... wife , on that sorrow- ful night three hundred years ago , when he disclosed to her his intended revolt , ' you shall never see me again , or you shall see everything in Genoa under your feet . ' " She never did see him again ! He left ...
... wife , on that sorrow- ful night three hundred years ago , when he disclosed to her his intended revolt , ' you shall never see me again , or you shall see everything in Genoa under your feet . ' " She never did see him again ! He left ...
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... wife , both charming accom- plished persons . 66 All the morning we have been out planting our roots , " as Janet says . We have called on our minister and his wife , Mr. and Mrs. Rochester ; opened our ac- counts with the pleasant ...
... wife , both charming accom- plished persons . 66 All the morning we have been out planting our roots , " as Janet says . We have called on our minister and his wife , Mr. and Mrs. Rochester ; opened our ac- counts with the pleasant ...
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... while you and Mr. Rochester were dancing stately tongue minuets à la cour , I learned from his agreeable wife that this place , Detkens , ' - 6 --- -- to which we are now driving , is where bookish 78 ST . MARTIN'S SUMMER .
... while you and Mr. Rochester were dancing stately tongue minuets à la cour , I learned from his agreeable wife that this place , Detkens , ' - 6 --- -- to which we are now driving , is where bookish 78 ST . MARTIN'S SUMMER .
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... wife of the Minister . She paid us a visit last evening , and gave us I much clever information on the character of the atmos- phere , and the various winds that blow over and around this beautiful boot - like promontory of Europe . The ...
... wife of the Minister . She paid us a visit last evening , and gave us I much clever information on the character of the atmos- phere , and the various winds that blow over and around this beautiful boot - like promontory of Europe . The ...
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... wife added , - " Yes , you are right ; these word - symbols are as lovely and deceptive as those ivory gates of sleep , through - which come false dreams to mortals . ' Whenever THE TITAN'S CHILDREN AND CAPRI THE SPHINX . 103.
... wife added , - " Yes , you are right ; these word - symbols are as lovely and deceptive as those ivory gates of sleep , through - which come false dreams to mortals . ' Whenever THE TITAN'S CHILDREN AND CAPRI THE SPHINX . 103.
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Page 392 - And Sorrow, with her family of Sighs ; And Pleasure, blind with tears, led by the gleam Of her own dying smile instead of eyes, — Came in slow pomp ; — the moving pomp might seem Like pageantry of mist on an autumnal stream.
Page 333 - Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Page 305 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
Page 173 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 15 - To me, and to the state of my great grief, Let kings assemble ; for my grief's so great, That no supporter but the huge firm earth Can hold it up : here I and sorrow sit ; Here is my throne, bid kings come bow to it.
Page 202 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Page 95 - O well for the sailor lad That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on, To the haven under the hill ; But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, 0 sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Page 203 - While fancy, like the finger of a clock, Runs the great circuit, and is still at home.
Page 216 - Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Page 392 - Phantasies; And Sorrow, with her family of Sighs, And Pleasure, blind with tears, led by the gleam Of her own dying smile instead of eyes, Came in slow pomp— the moving pomp might seem Like pageantry of mist on an autumnal stream.