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Wives were listening to the last injunction of their husbands , the widowed mother
to the voice of her valued son , the prop of her declining years , and many a
bashful maiden lent her ear to the protestations of eternal affection , which , at
that ...
Wives were listening to the last injunction of their husbands , the widowed mother
to the voice of her valued son , the prop of her declining years , and many a
bashful maiden lent her ear to the protestations of eternal affection , which , at
that ...
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Her voice was sweet , and there was a heart - thrilling wildness in it , seldom to
be found in those more refined and cultivated . It was powerful and spirit - stirring
. Hugh Cameron dwelt upon each note with intense interest . His features
became ...
Her voice was sweet , and there was a heart - thrilling wildness in it , seldom to
be found in those more refined and cultivated . It was powerful and spirit - stirring
. Hugh Cameron dwelt upon each note with intense interest . His features
became ...
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tures became animated , and he mingled his voice with her's . The widow
stopped her incessant wheel and lifted her head to listen . The invalid suddenly
raised his voice , and cried , “ that note again , Lucy , that note again . ” She
repeated it ...
tures became animated , and he mingled his voice with her's . The widow
stopped her incessant wheel and lifted her head to listen . The invalid suddenly
raised his voice , and cried , “ that note again , Lucy , that note again . ” She
repeated it ...
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His voice was scarcely articulate . Lucy burst into tears , and removed her chair to
the head of his bed . He perceived her grief , and pressing her hand to his
feverish lips , said , “ do not weep , Lucy , indeed I have more cause to grieve
than you ...
His voice was scarcely articulate . Lucy burst into tears , and removed her chair to
the head of his bed . He perceived her grief , and pressing her hand to his
feverish lips , said , “ do not weep , Lucy , indeed I have more cause to grieve
than you ...
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bleak air ; and billows that put forth their voices in a hoarse , harsh roar - made up
the music of the tempest . ... our joy with loud shouts and congratulations , when a
voice , deep and hoarse , but thrillingly distinct , exclaimed among us— " The ...
bleak air ; and billows that put forth their voices in a hoarse , harsh roar - made up
the music of the tempest . ... our joy with loud shouts and congratulations , when a
voice , deep and hoarse , but thrillingly distinct , exclaimed among us— " The ...
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Página 319 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 321 - And the woman fled into the wilderness, where she hath a place prepared of God, that they should feed her there a thousand two hundred and threescore days.
Página 284 - ... government seems to me a part of religion itself, a thing sacred in its institution and end...
Página 81 - Fresh pleasure only : for the attentive mind, By this harmonious action on her powers, Becomes herself harmonious : wont so oft In outward things to meditate the charm Of sacred order, soon she seeks at home To find a kindred order, to exert Within herself this elegance of love, This fair inspired delight : her temper'd powers Refine at length, and every passion wears A chaster, milder, more attractive mien.
Página 29 - Jack and Gill went up the hill To draw a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown, And Gill came tumbling after.
Página 193 - ... upon one, the hall of which was open, and the windows lifted. After knocking for some time, a young girl appeared, with many marks of distress. In answer to my question, she answered that both her parents were sick, and that they could receive no one. I inquired, in vain, for any other tavern at which strangers might be accommodated. She knew of none such; and left me, on some one's calling to her from above, in the midst of my embarrassment. After a moment's pause, I returned, discomforted and...
Página 208 - The worms from the webs, where they riot and welter: His song and his services freely are ours, And all that he asks is — in summer a shelter. The plowman is pleased when he gleans in his train.
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Página 80 - By kind illusions of the wondering sense Thou mak'st all Nature beauty to his eye, Or music to his ear...
Página 207 - He flits through the orchard, he visits each tree, The red flowering peach, and the apple's sweet blossoms ; He snaps up destroyers wherever they be, And seizes the caitiffs that lurk in their bosoms ; He drags the vile grub from the corn it devours, The worms from their beds where they riot and welter ; His song and his services freely are ours, And all that he asks is, in summer a shelter.