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Page 102
... Blanche , they must be detached from the present idol of his heart , she knew of no one so likely to effect her purpose as Lady Florence ; particularly as her views for the marriage of the young baroness and Julian would there encounter ...
... Blanche , they must be detached from the present idol of his heart , she knew of no one so likely to effect her purpose as Lady Florence ; particularly as her views for the marriage of the young baroness and Julian would there encounter ...
Page 117
... Blanche for her own sake ; but there was a second feel- ing which puzzled her , unconscious as she was of a little secret in the heart of Blanche which corresponded too truly with that which burn- ed within the bosom of Julian , not to ...
... Blanche for her own sake ; but there was a second feel- ing which puzzled her , unconscious as she was of a little secret in the heart of Blanche which corresponded too truly with that which burn- ed within the bosom of Julian , not to ...
Page 137
... Blanche and her cousin at the pianoforte , but found her surmises of their extreme intimacy rather more strongly corroborated than she expected , by perceiving that both had left the room . The truth was that Julian , on approaching Blanche ...
... Blanche and her cousin at the pianoforte , but found her surmises of their extreme intimacy rather more strongly corroborated than she expected , by perceiving that both had left the room . The truth was that Julian , on approaching Blanche ...
Page 141
... Blanche , " said Julian at length interrupt- ing a reverie into which his cousin had fallen , " do you recollect how , even as children , we * used to love to walk on this terrace , on such nights as these , with our poor cousins , when ...
... Blanche , " said Julian at length interrupt- ing a reverie into which his cousin had fallen , " do you recollect how , even as children , we * used to love to walk on this terrace , on such nights as these , with our poor cousins , when ...
Page 143
... Blanche , " said Julian sorrowfully , " how much I regret your timidity on this point , when you can show so much firmness on matters of infinitely less importance ! Is it the violence of my mother's manner which intimidates you ...
... Blanche , " said Julian sorrowfully , " how much I regret your timidity on this point , when you can show so much firmness on matters of infinitely less importance ! Is it the violence of my mother's manner which intimidates you ...
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Page 207 - Will the Lord cast off for ever? and will he be favourable no more ? Is his mercy clean gone for ever? doth his promise fail for evermore? Hath God forgotten to be gracious? hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies?
Page 70 - Oh! when the heart is full — when bitter thoughts Come crowding thickly up for utterance, And the poor common words of courtesy Are such a very mockery — how much The bursting heart may pour itself in prayer!
Page 70 - He prayed for Israel; and his voice went up Strongly and fervently. He prayed for those Whose love had been his shield; and his deep tones Grew tremulous. But, oh! for Absalom — For his estranged, misguided Absalom — The proud, bright being, who had burst away, In all his princely beauty, to defy The heart that cherished him — for him he...
Page 267 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Page 123 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Page 131 - ... the nature of woman to hide from the world the pangs of wounded affection. The love of a delicate female is always shy and silent. Even when fortunate, she scarcely breathes it to herself ; but when otherwise, she buries it in the recesses of her bosom, and there lets it cower and brood among the ruins of her peace. With her the desire of the heart has failed.
Page 56 - Nothing can be more imposing than the magnificence of English park scenery. Vast lawns that extend like sheets of vivid green, with here and there clumps of gigantic trees heaping up rich piles of foliage. The solemn pomp of groves and woodland glades, with the deer trooping in silent herds across them, the hare bounding away to the covert or the pheasant suddenly bursting upon the wing.
Page 56 - ... natural meanderings or expand into a glassy lake; the sequestered pool, reflecting the quivering trees, with the yellow leaf sleeping on its bosom, and the trout roaming fearlessly about its limpid waters; while some rustic temple or sylvan statue, grown green and dank with age, gives an air of classic sanctity to the seclusion.
Page 220 - 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 137 - ... we begin to live with nature ; we see the world withdrawn from us, the shades of night darken over the habitations of men, and we feel ourselves alone. It is an hour fitted, as it would seem, by Him who made us to still, but with gentle hand, the throb of every unruly passion, and the...