The Lottery of Life [and Other Stories]Baudry's, 1842 - 393 pagina's |
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Pagina 58
... daughter , that died of a decline last Christmas was a twelvemonth , and don't you remember what a bright pink spot she always used to have on one of her cheeks ?? " Again I turned in terror to look on the face of my boy , and again I ...
... daughter , that died of a decline last Christmas was a twelvemonth , and don't you remember what a bright pink spot she always used to have on one of her cheeks ?? " Again I turned in terror to look on the face of my boy , and again I ...
Pagina 67
... . Why , they have ran away from home , and come here with their faces bear- ing the marks of his violence , many a time ; and you told me , daughter , that you often quarrelled with that bad man THE LOTTERY OF LIFE . 67.
... . Why , they have ran away from home , and come here with their faces bear- ing the marks of his violence , many a time ; and you told me , daughter , that you often quarrelled with that bad man THE LOTTERY OF LIFE . 67.
Pagina 68
Marguerite Countess of Blessington. daughter , that you often quarrelled with that bad man for beat- ing them so continually . ' " And more fool I , ' answered my sister , for taking their parts , for that only caused ill - blood between ...
Marguerite Countess of Blessington. daughter , that you often quarrelled with that bad man for beat- ing them so continually . ' " And more fool I , ' answered my sister , for taking their parts , for that only caused ill - blood between ...
Pagina 71
... daughter they most loved , but to her who most required their aid . " The loss of my parents and sister threw a deep gloom over my spirits , already so depressed by the absence of Henry ; and while I was still mourning their deaths , a ...
... daughter they most loved , but to her who most required their aid . " The loss of my parents and sister threw a deep gloom over my spirits , already so depressed by the absence of Henry ; and while I was still mourning their deaths , a ...
Pagina 136
... daughter's ; yesterday it smiled , and I was very well satisfied , —no easy matter to accomplish , Mr. Emmer- son , I can tell you , when a father has but one daughter , —yet now it looks grave , and I like it , if any thing , better ...
... daughter's ; yesterday it smiled , and I was very well satisfied , —no easy matter to accomplish , Mr. Emmer- son , I can tell you , when a father has but one daughter , —yet now it looks grave , and I like it , if any thing , better ...
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admiration affection alarmed Annette Appleshaw asked attentions aunt beautiful blessed Chatterton cheeks child Comte de Breteul cottage orné daughter dear death dinner Don Alphonso Dunkeld Elrington Emma Emmerson excited eyes face father fearful feelings felt fondly fortune girl glance Gustave hand happiness heard heart Henry Wilmot Hermance hope husband indulged Isotta Joseppa Lady Ellen Lady Emily Lady Mansel Lady Veronica Lamerton leave lips look Lord Elmsdale Lord Haver Lord Haversham Lord Henry Lord Mordaunt Lord Windermere lover Madelina Manfredoni Manningtree marriage married Meredith mind Misthis mother Naples never Nickson night observed pale passed passion Percy Mortimer pity pleasure poor present rendered replied Ribiero signor Sir Richard sister smile soon sure tears tell terton thing thought told uttered Vincenza Wallingford Westonville wife William Nickson Winterton wish woman young youth
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Pagina 264 - War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Pagina 151 - Thou shalt not make to thyself any graven image, nor the likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or in the earth beneath, or in the water under the earth. Thou shalt not bow down to them, nor worship them...
Pagina 138 - A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream and solemn vision Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear ; Till oft converse with...
Pagina 138 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity, That when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt, And in clear dream and solemn vision Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear...
Pagina 360 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven. Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
Pagina 195 - And ruder words will soon rush in To spread the breach that words begin, And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day, And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said ; Till fast declining, one by one, The sweetnesses of love are gone, And hearts, so lately mingled, seem Like broken clouds, or like the stream That smiling left the mountain's brow.
Pagina 360 - Arches on arches ! as it were that Rome, Collecting the chief trophies of her line, Would build up all her triumphs in one dome, Her Coliseum stands ; the moonbeams shine As 'twere its natural torches, for divine Should be the light which streams here, to illume This long-explored but still exhaustless mine Of contemplation ; and the azure gloom Of an Italian night, where the deep skies assume...
Pagina 195 - ... the breach that words begin ; And eyes forget the gentle ray They wore in courtship's smiling day ; And voices lose the tone that shed A tenderness round all they said ; Till fast declining, one by one, The sweetnesses of love are gone, And hearts, so lately mingled, seem Like broken clouds — or like the stream That smiling left the mountain's brow, As though its waters ne'er could sever, Yet, ere it reach the plain below, Breaks into floods that part for ever.
Pagina 358 - In this apparently happy couple, the agonized unknown recognised him whom she once joyed to call husband, the father of her children, the partner whom she had betrayed and deserted ; and her, whom he had chosen for her successor, who now bore the name she once answered to, and who was now discharging the duties she had violated. Religion and repentance had in her so conquered the selfishness of human nature, that after the first pang — and it was a bitter one — had passed away, she returned thanks...
Pagina 358 - ... the heart^stricken mother, for those were the children of the unknown, an opportunity of regarding the treasures her soul yearned to embrace. How did her bosom throb at beholding those dear faces — faces so often pre.sented to her in her troubled dreams !— Alas ! they were now near her— she might, by extending her hand, touch them — she could almost feel their balmy breaths fan her feverish cheek, and yet it was denied her to approach them. All the pangs of maternal affection struck on...