Love for an Hour is Love ForeverDodd, Mead, 1891 - 306 страници |
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... singing on an ivy branch , was almost in the room . The squire chirruped to the bird , but kept his eyes upon his daugh- She was coming slowly up the low stone steps of the terrace , lifting slightly her long white dress with one hand ...
... singing on an ivy branch , was almost in the room . The squire chirruped to the bird , but kept his eyes upon his daugh- She was coming slowly up the low stone steps of the terrace , lifting slightly her long white dress with one hand ...
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... singing till you came ; now , like a wise bird , he is listening to thee . " " I have just been listening to the starlings . They have been holding a large public meeting . Do you think , father , that they are addicted to politics ? No ...
... singing till you came ; now , like a wise bird , he is listening to thee . " " I have just been listening to the starlings . They have been holding a large public meeting . Do you think , father , that they are addicted to politics ? No ...
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... a little impatient of the feeling . She began to sing softly , but ere she was aware her voice had slipped into a monotonous air , full of old world sad- ness . Then she broke it off suddenly , and " WHO RIDES BY WITH ROYAL AIR ? ” 7.
... a little impatient of the feeling . She began to sing softly , but ere she was aware her voice had slipped into a monotonous air , full of old world sad- ness . Then she broke it off suddenly , and " WHO RIDES BY WITH ROYAL AIR ? ” 7.
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... singing as he walked . His voice had magic in it . The tender , ringing tones , now sharp and clear , then soft and lingering , came float- ing up the terrace and went straight to her heart . had heard the first verse of the song in her ...
... singing as he walked . His voice had magic in it . The tender , ringing tones , now sharp and clear , then soft and lingering , came float- ing up the terrace and went straight to her heart . had heard the first verse of the song in her ...
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... singing , serenely glad , and wearing the look of a man who had always lived in the sunniest places of human happiness . Francesca would have fled , but flight was now im- possible . She could only tremble with fear and shame , only ...
... singing , serenely glad , and wearing the look of a man who had always lived in the sunniest places of human happiness . Francesca would have fled , but flight was now im- possible . She could only tremble with fear and shame , only ...
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Страница 81 - Have you marked but the fall of the snow, Before the soil hath smutched it ? Have you felt the wool of the beaver, Or swan's down ever ? Or have smelt o' the bud o' the brier ? Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white ! O so soft ! O so sweet is she ! n.
Страница 202 - ALL houses wherein men have lived and died Are haunted houses. Through the open doors The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, With feet that make no sound upon the floors. We meet them at the doorway, on the stair, Along the passages they come and go, Impalpable impressions on the air, A sense of something moving to and fro.
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Страница 295 - Oh, to be in England Now that April's there, And whoever wakes in England Sees some morning, unaware, That the lowest boughs and the brush-wood sheaf Round the elm-tree bole are in tiny leaf, While the chaffinch sings on the orchard bough In England — now...
Страница 202 - We have no title-deeds to house or lands ; Owners and occupants of earlier dates From graves forgotten stretch their dusty hands, And hold in mortmain still their old estates.
Страница 36 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture: she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line. Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
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Страница 139 - Cased in the unfeeling armour of old time, The lightning, the fierce wind, and trampling waves. Farewell, farewell, the heart that lives alone, Housed in a dream, at distance from the kind ! Such happiness, wherever it be known, Is to be pitied ; for 'tis surely blind. But welcome fortitude, and patient cheer, And frequent sights of what is to be borne ! Such sights, or worse, as are before me here. — Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.