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Pagina 36
... morning , was forgotten , and the uncon- scious hounds were left to riot over the fox they had killed , whilst the sportsmen . cursed the day with bitterness , and inwardly vowed never to cross horse in a hunt again , if their comrade ...
... morning , was forgotten , and the uncon- scious hounds were left to riot over the fox they had killed , whilst the sportsmen . cursed the day with bitterness , and inwardly vowed never to cross horse in a hunt again , if their comrade ...
Pagina 37
... morning full of vigour and animal spirits , his whole soul bent upon the pleasures of the chase , and his heart warmed with the love of a husband , a father , and a friend ; lay , before night , insensible to joy or sorrow , on the ...
... morning full of vigour and animal spirits , his whole soul bent upon the pleasures of the chase , and his heart warmed with the love of a husband , a father , and a friend ; lay , before night , insensible to joy or sorrow , on the ...
Pagina 40
... morning twilight . Lady Somerville appeared in the hall , and began many hysterical demonstrations of grief . But the appearance of her brother called forth all the natural feeling she possessed . She darted towards him , and would have ...
... morning twilight . Lady Somerville appeared in the hall , and began many hysterical demonstrations of grief . But the appearance of her brother called forth all the natural feeling she possessed . She darted towards him , and would have ...
Pagina 61
... in - law , and murmured a cold " Good morning . " No kiss of love and sympathy accompanied the movement , and when she left the room , Lady Llewellen sunk into the chair she had vacated , and in THE BARONET'S FAMILY . 61.
... in - law , and murmured a cold " Good morning . " No kiss of love and sympathy accompanied the movement , and when she left the room , Lady Llewellen sunk into the chair she had vacated , and in THE BARONET'S FAMILY . 61.
Pagina 62
... morning was like a second death . It was almost worse than death to yield her child to the care of one who had scarcely a feel- ing in common with her ; and Lady Llewel- en would never have done so , but for the express wish of her ...
... morning was like a second death . It was almost worse than death to yield her child to the care of one who had scarcely a feel- ing in common with her ; and Lady Llewel- en would never have done so , but for the express wish of her ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
admiration amongst asked beautiful began bert Betto blessed blush cheek child Clare cottage countenance courage Craigy vellyn daugh David dear dear boy delight dress Eisteddfod exclaimed eyes face fancied father fear feeling felt gaze gentleman girl glance Glanheathyn grandfather Grant Gwen Gwenth Gwenthlean hand happy harp head horse Jenkins kind knew Lady Llewellen Lady Louisa Lady Somerville lean Lizzie Llandre Llewel Lloyd looked Lord Hastings mamma Mary's child Master Herbert miller mind Miriam Morgan morning mother mountain nature never Oxford Plas Llewellen poor replied rocks rose scarcely scene seated seemed side Sir Howel sister smile soon soul spoke stood stranger sweet tears thlean thought tion told turned uncon voice walk Walter Jones warm watched WELBECK STREET Welsh Welsh harp Welsh language Welsh ponies whilst wish words young lady
Populaire passages
Pagina 48 - I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such?
Pagina 187 - WHITE as a white sail on a dusky sea. When half the horizon's clouded and half free, Fluttering between the dun wave and the sky, Is hope's last gleam in man's, extremity.
Pagina 160 - By that sin fell the angels; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not...
Pagina 128 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Pagina 292 - WHEN eyes are beaming What never tongue might tell, When tears are streaming From their crystal cell ; When hands are linked that dread to part. And heart is met by throbbing heart, Oh ! bitter, bitter is the smart Of them that bid farewell ! When hope is chidden That fain of bliss would tell.
Pagina 27 - To cheer them on the vanished game ; But, stumbling in the rugged dell, The gallant horse exhausted fell. The impatient rider strove in vain To rouse him with the spur and rein, For the good steed, his labours o'er, Stretched his stiff limbs, to rise no more ; Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse.