Young Ladies' Illustrated ReaderCatholic Publ. Soc. Company, 1889 - 436 pages |
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... happy there , " Twill be sorrow to come away ! The orotund is a full , deep , and pure tone , expressive of sublime and pathetic emotions . It is the highest perfection of voice ; and no pains should be spared in order to acquire it ...
... happy there , " Twill be sorrow to come away ! The orotund is a full , deep , and pure tone , expressive of sublime and pathetic emotions . It is the highest perfection of voice ; and no pains should be spared in order to acquire it ...
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... happy instrument to use against the opposing party . Thus Mary came un- wittingly to play some part in every plot that con- vulsed her realm , and the burden of them all was laid at her door , while the minds of her people were ...
... happy instrument to use against the opposing party . Thus Mary came un- wittingly to play some part in every plot that con- vulsed her realm , and the burden of them all was laid at her door , while the minds of her people were ...
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... happy little brook and happier still it was , or might have been , in one sweet and tender companionship to which passing time and revolving seasons brought no change . 6. True it was no unintercepted sunshine ever glittered on its ...
... happy little brook and happier still it was , or might have been , in one sweet and tender companionship to which passing time and revolving seasons brought no change . 6. True it was no unintercepted sunshine ever glittered on its ...
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... happy to have given The unbroken heart's first fragrance unto Heaven ! MRS . HEMANS . LESSON XVI . TEA - PARTIES IN NEW YORK . 1. THE company commonly assembled at three o'clock , and went away about six ; unless it was in winter - time ...
... happy to have given The unbroken heart's first fragrance unto Heaven ! MRS . HEMANS . LESSON XVI . TEA - PARTIES IN NEW YORK . 1. THE company commonly assembled at three o'clock , and went away about six ; unless it was in winter - time ...
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... happy future you so fondly desire for me . There is no harm , is there , in hoping thus ? Dame . Ah , child , only too gladly should I wel- come such a chance to keep thee by my side . But come , let us go in now , and see how we can ...
... happy future you so fondly desire for me . There is no harm , is there , in hoping thus ? Dame . Ah , child , only too gladly should I wel- come such a chance to keep thee by my side . But come , let us go in now , and see how we can ...
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Page 205 - CXLVI. Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth, Fool'd by those rebel powers that thee array, Why dost thou pine within, and suffer dearth, Painting thy outward walls so costly gay ? Why so large cost, having so short a lease, Dost thou upon thy fading mansion spend ? Shall worms, inheritors of this excess, Eat up thy charge ? Is this thy body's end ? Then, soul, live thou upon thy servant's loss, And let that pine to aggravate thy store ; Buy terms divine in selling hours of dross ; Within be fed,...
Page 118 - Lay in the fruitful valley. Vast meadows stretched to the eastward, Giving the village its name, and pasture to flocks without number.
Page 409 - Hell's grim tyrant feel th' eternal wound. As the good shepherd tends his fleecy care, Seeks freshest pasture, and the purest air ; Explores the lost, the wandering sheep directs, By day o'ersees them, and by night protects ; The tender lambs he raises in his arms, Feeds from his hand, and in his bosom warms : Thus shall mankind his guardian care, engage, The promis'd father of the future age.
Page 28 - I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in — glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy. Oh ! what a revolution ! and what a heart must I have to contemplate without emotion that elevation and that fall...
Page 119 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics.
Page 147 - Insect lover of the sun, Joy of thy dominion ! Sailor of the atmosphere; Swimmer through the waves of air; Voyager of light and noon ; Epicurean of June; Wait, I prithee, till I come Within earshot of thy hum, — All without is martyrdom. When the south wind, in May days, With a net of shining haze Silvers the horizon wall, And with softness touching all, Tints the human countenance With...
Page 121 - When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide Flagons of home-brewed ale, ah ! fair in sooth was the maiden. Fairer was she when, on Sunday morn, while the bell from its turret Sprinkled with holy sounds the air, as the priest with his hyssop Sprinkles the congregation, and scatters blessings upon them...
Page 29 - Never, never more shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom.
Page 121 - Firmly builded with rafters of oak, the house of the farmer Stood on the side of a hill commanding the sea ; and a shady Sycamore grew by the door, with a woodbine wreathing around it. Rudely carved was the porch, with seats beneath ; and a footpath Led through an orchard wide, and disappeared in the meadow.
Page 89 - And now the bell — the bell she had so often heard by night and day, and listened to with solemn pleasure almost as a living voice — rung its remorseless toll for her, so young, so beautiful, so good. Decrepit age, and vigorous life, and blooming youth, and helpless infancy, poured forth — on crutches, in the pride of strength and health, in the full blush of promise, in the mere dawn of life — to gather round her tomb.