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Agnes Agnes's answer appeared arrived asked beautiful believe brother called cause CHAPTER child closed Clyde continued course cousin dear delight door doubt Edith entered entirely exclaimed expected eyes face father fear feel felt Ferncliffe Forster Frances Frances's gave girl give gone Grant Hall hand happy hear heard heart Herbert hope hour husband idea impossible kind knew lady leave letter light live look manner matter mean mind minutes Miss Miss Falkland months morning mother never observed once passed Percival poor possible present received remember replied rest returned Rose seemed seen side silence sister smile soon speak spirits suffered sure surprised taken tears tell thank thing thought told took turned voice waiting walked Wilfred Wilson wished write young
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Página 52 - VITAL spark of heavenly flame! Quit, O quit this mortal frame ! Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying, O, the pain, the bliss of dying ! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life! Hark! they whisper; angels say, Sister spirit, come away!
Página 106 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our neelds, created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
Página 173 - Though the cold heart to ruin runs darkly the while. One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws, Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes, To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting : Oh ! this thought in the midst of enjoyment will stay, Like a dead leafless branch in the summer's bright ray, The beams of the warm sun play round it in vain, It may smile in his light, but it blooms not again.
Página 14 - O Thou whose power o'er moving worlds presides, Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides, On darkling man in pure effulgence shine, And cheer the clouded mind with light divine. Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast, With silent confidence and holy rest : From thee, great God ! we spring, to thee we tend, Path, motive, guide, original, and end...
Página 213 - Linger'd labours come to nought. Hoist up sail while gale doth last, Tide and wind stay no man's pleasure ; Seek not time when time is past, Sober speed is wisdom's leisure. After-wits are dearly bought, Let thy forewit guide thy thought.
Página 190 - My sweet one, my sweet one, the tears were in my eyes, When first I clasped thee to my heart, and heard thy feeble cries ; — For I thought of all that I had borne, as I bent me down to kiss Thy cherry lips, and sunny brow, my first-born bud of bliss I turned to many a withered hope, to years of grief and pain, And the cruel wrongs of a bitter world flashed o'er my boding brain ; — I thought of friends, grown worse than cold, of persecuting foes, And I...
Página 97 - And peace went with them one and all, And each calm pillow spread ; But Guilt was my grim chamberlain That lighted me to bed, And drew my midnight curtains round, With fingers bloody red...
Página 96 - Oh, heaven ! to think of their white souls, And mine so black and grim ! I could not share in childish prayer Nor join in evening hymn ; Like a devil of the pit I seemed, 'Mid holy cherubim.