Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the Living Female Writers of the South. With Extracts from Their Writings, Volume 1Claxton, Remsen & Haffelfinger, 1870 - 973 pagina's |
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Pagina 28
... tears — a sad , pensive child ; Eleanor was self - reliant , gay , dancing like a sun- beam . So Catharine readily yielded the pas to her younger sister , and believed more devoutly than any one else in Eleanor's superiority , both ...
... tears — a sad , pensive child ; Eleanor was self - reliant , gay , dancing like a sun- beam . So Catharine readily yielded the pas to her younger sister , and believed more devoutly than any one else in Eleanor's superiority , both ...
Pagina 38
... tears most bitter- forbid thee to wake . " ― This sister , like her mother , for ten long years suffered like Mary Lamb , under eclipses of reason . Can language be more piteous than that cry from Catharine's heart ? Sad- sad and bitter ...
... tears most bitter- forbid thee to wake . " ― This sister , like her mother , for ten long years suffered like Mary Lamb , under eclipses of reason . Can language be more piteous than that cry from Catharine's heart ? Sad- sad and bitter ...
Pagina 44
... tears , And visions richly bound ; And lights , such as alone may shine Above a youth - a love divine . The light of smiles that sent a gleam Like sunshine o'er our track ; The light of eyes , that , like a dream , Must dreamingly come ...
... tears , And visions richly bound ; And lights , such as alone may shine Above a youth - a love divine . The light of smiles that sent a gleam Like sunshine o'er our track ; The light of eyes , that , like a dream , Must dreamingly come ...
Pagina 45
... tears pass , That now lie frozen deep ; - Thou , that hast stirred the depths below , Bid , bid the prison'd waters flow . It is a false and fleeting spell : Be hush'd , thou song of old ; Thou bring'st not back the loved too well , The ...
... tears pass , That now lie frozen deep ; - Thou , that hast stirred the depths below , Bid , bid the prison'd waters flow . It is a false and fleeting spell : Be hush'd , thou song of old ; Thou bring'st not back the loved too well , The ...
Pagina 54
... displeasure , though bathed in tears , that I shrank away rebuked from her presence . Oh ! luxury of solitary grief - sole consolation of the broken - hearted — how dear thou art — how little understood by those 54 SOUTHLAND WRITERS .
... displeasure , though bathed in tears , that I shrank away rebuked from her presence . Oh ! luxury of solitary grief - sole consolation of the broken - hearted — how dear thou art — how little understood by those 54 SOUTHLAND WRITERS .
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Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the ..., Volume 1 Mary T. Tardy Volledige weergave - 1870 |
Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the ..., Volume 1 Mary T. Tardy Volledige weergave - 1870 |
Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the ..., Volume 1 Mary T. Tardy Volledige weergave - 1870 |
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