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Oh what pretty wings p " “ Are these little elvs Monica tells us about ? ” “ I think
they must be , for I have never seen any othersand these like hers , only come out
in the twilight . " “ Oh - pray see that pretty one going down into that trumpet flower
...
Oh what pretty wings p " “ Are these little elvs Monica tells us about ? ” “ I think
they must be , for I have never seen any othersand these like hers , only come out
in the twilight . " “ Oh - pray see that pretty one going down into that trumpet flower
...
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My little Albertine went from us , bearing on her pretty lips our many caresses -
enriched by the memory of our tender regard , and many beautiful gifts wherewith
to cheer her weary little heart . We wrote , sometimes , but could not hope to meet
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My little Albertine went from us , bearing on her pretty lips our many caresses -
enriched by the memory of our tender regard , and many beautiful gifts wherewith
to cheer her weary little heart . We wrote , sometimes , but could not hope to meet
...
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I remember her , our pretty Gertrude , with all the freshness of a morning dream .
Her blue eyes , tender like Rosa ' s , the soft rings of her golden hair , the pale ,
fair brow , traced by its blue veins , deepening almost violet upon the temples , so
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I remember her , our pretty Gertrude , with all the freshness of a morning dream .
Her blue eyes , tender like Rosa ' s , the soft rings of her golden hair , the pale ,
fair brow , traced by its blue veins , deepening almost violet upon the temples , so
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We sat by these graves and talked of our sister , of her pretty ways ; but of aunt
Engel , we spoke no word , her memory was to us as something holy . She was a
saint en - · shrined , over whom a vail had fallen which no sacrilegious hand
might ...
We sat by these graves and talked of our sister , of her pretty ways ; but of aunt
Engel , we spoke no word , her memory was to us as something holy . She was a
saint en - · shrined , over whom a vail had fallen which no sacrilegious hand
might ...
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... in our evening calls at the cottages , carried her a pretty book , or some pieces
for her patchwork , of which she was very fond . Next to this , and standing apart
by itself as did all these pretty dwellings - lived Kitty Malone GLEN ELVAN . 21.
... in our evening calls at the cottages , carried her a pretty book , or some pieces
for her patchwork , of which she was very fond . Next to this , and standing apart
by itself as did all these pretty dwellings - lived Kitty Malone GLEN ELVAN . 21.
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Albertine arms aunt beautiful believe Belle beneath Bovie bright bring brother brought Browne called child close comfort cousin dark dear dearest door dress early entered Eolia eyes face father fear feel flowers followed Fred gave girl give Glenelvan gone grace grave Guilder Haidee hand happy Hastings head heart hope hour husband interest kind knew lady laughing Laura learned leave letter light living look Madam marriage means Minnie Miss morning mother never night once opened papa passed pleasant poor present pretty received remain rose seat seemed side sister smile soon soul stood sweet talk tell Thank things thought told took true turned uncle voice wait whole wife wild wish woman young
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Страница 20 - There scattered oft, the earliest of the year, By hands unseen, are showers of violets found ; The redbreast loves to build and warble there, And little footsteps lightly print the ground.
Страница 89 - The pleasant books, that silently among Our household treasures take familiar places, And are to us as if a living tongue Spake from the printed leaves or pictured faces...
Страница 84 - As if a door in heaven should be Opened and then closed suddenly, The vision came and went, * The light shone and was spent.
Страница 181 - Sometimes temptations blow A. dreadful hurricane, And high the waters flow. And o'er the sides break in ; But still my little ship out-braves The blustering winds and surging waves.
Страница 181 - When I, in my distress, My anchor, Hope, can cast Within the promises, It holds my vessel fast : Safely she then at anchor rides, Midst stormy blasts and swelling tides.
Страница 89 - Kind messages, that pass from land to land ; Kind letters, that betray the heart's deep history, In which we feel the pressure of a hand — One touch of fire — and all the rest is mystery...
Страница 18 - ... in the frozen ground, And flashing away in the sun has gone, Singing, and singing, and singing on. Autumn hath sunset hours, and then Many a musing mood I cherish, Many a hue of fancy, when The hues of earth are about to perish ; Clouds are there, and brighter, I ween, Hath real sunset never seen, Sad as the faces of friends that die, And beautiful as their memory.
Страница 4 - States for the Southern District of New York JJ REED, Printer and Stereotyper, 43 Centre Street. TO SAMUEL LONGFELLOW, THE FRIEND OF GENIUS, The Inspired Thinker, THE SAINT IN THE MAN, This Work is most Affectionately X, 33 uU UU 0
Страница 259 - Yes, and the rent for the present year is to be paid to you, for as I know you would be a thrifty farmer, you may wish to increase your stock.
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| Заглавие | Glenelvan: Or, The Morning Draweth Nigh |
| Автор | Annie Maria Minster |
| Издател | A. B. Burdick, 1861 |
| Оригиналът е от | Нюйоркската обществена библиотека |
| Цифровизирана на | 6 ноем. 2006 |
| Брой страници | 384 страници |
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