Constance's Fate: A Story of Denzil PlaceG. W. Carleton & Company, 1876 - 256 páginas |
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ALFRED DE MUSSET amongst arms ask'd beautiful breast breath call'd Charles Dickens cheek creed dark avenging dear death Denzil Place door DORA DEANE dread dream e'en earth ev'ry ev'rything eyes face fair Farleigh Court fatal love fear fear'd feel felt fill'd fire flow'rs G. W. CARLETON garden Geoffrey Denzil good-bye guilty hand happy hatchments heard heart heav'n hope Italian Josh Billings kind kiss knew lady leave LENA RIVERS lips LITTLE DORRIT liv'd live long'd look look'd lov'd mind neath never night o'er once pass'd poor Constance pow'r pray pray'r Roland rose seem'd seeming shade sigh silent Sir John Sister smile soul sweet tears tender things thou thought thro trees turn'd Twas Ultra-Tory voice walls wander'd watch'd whilst wife woman words youth
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Página 133 - The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me; Yes, that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
Página 175 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Página 9 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Página 103 - Ask me no more. Ask me no more: what answer should I give? I love not hollow cheek or faded eye : Yet, O my friend, I will not have thee die ! Ask me no more, lest I should bid thee live; Ask me no more.
Página 133 - Chilling and killing my ANNABEL LEE. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we Of many far wiser than we And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful ANNABEL LEE...
Página 77 - I'm come hame to marry thee. 0 sair, sair did we greet, and muckle did we say; We took but ae kiss, and I bad him gang away; 1 wish that I were dead, but I'm no like to dee; And why was I born to say, Wae's me! I gang like a ghaist, and I carena to spin; I daurna think on Jamie, for that wad be a sin; But I'll do my best a gude wife aye to be, For auld Robin Gray he is kind unto me.
Página 175 - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistring with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening mild...
Página 175 - But neither breath of morn when she ascends With charm of earliest birds ; nor rising sun On this delightful land ; nor herb, fruit, flower, Glistering with dew; nor fragrance after showers; Nor grateful evening mild ; nor silent night With this her solemn bird ; nor walk by moon, Or glittering starlight, without thee is sweet.