The Lady's Friend, Volumen4Mrs. Henry Peterson Deacon & Peterson, 1864 |
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... The garment which transfigured his pretty sister into a " guy , " was a high - necked , long- sleeved , blue gingham apron , which Lady Con- stantia insisted upon her wearing , ostensibly to guard her HOW A WOMAN HAD HER WAY . 37.
... The garment which transfigured his pretty sister into a " guy , " was a high - necked , long- sleeved , blue gingham apron , which Lady Con- stantia insisted upon her wearing , ostensibly to guard her HOW A WOMAN HAD HER WAY . 37.
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... very taste to refer to time after one is twenty years old . What a pretty place you have here ; and Langdon is Rector now , I understand . Quite a change from the starvation of a curacy . Your girls 40 HOW A WOMAN HAD HER WAY .
... very taste to refer to time after one is twenty years old . What a pretty place you have here ; and Langdon is Rector now , I understand . Quite a change from the starvation of a curacy . Your girls 40 HOW A WOMAN HAD HER WAY .
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... pretty - Grace , the second , was more - inheriting at fifteen , the lofty stature , majestic carriage , and classical regularity of feature , for which her mother had been distinguished a generation before , when youth and freshness ...
... pretty - Grace , the second , was more - inheriting at fifteen , the lofty stature , majestic carriage , and classical regularity of feature , for which her mother had been distinguished a generation before , when youth and freshness ...
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... pretty children , full of content , and hope , and confidence , and looking to him as to her earthly providence ; and I wondered at the dark , sad story of the past , and at the perfect love that had cast out her fear . THE RAINY DAY ...
... pretty children , full of content , and hope , and confidence , and looking to him as to her earthly providence ; and I wondered at the dark , sad story of the past , and at the perfect love that had cast out her fear . THE RAINY DAY ...
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... pretty game of fast - and - loose for an en- gaged man ! " thought John ; " but it doesn't seem to trouble Polly . If I thought it did , I'd give him a piece of my mind ! " About this time , Mr. Silverthorn spent an evening at Mr ...
... pretty game of fast - and - loose for an en- gaged man ! " thought John ; " but it doesn't seem to trouble Polly . If I thought it did , I'd give him a piece of my mind ! " About this time , Mr. Silverthorn spent an evening at Mr ...
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Página 474 - Fair Quiet, have I found thee here, And Innocence, thy sister dear? Mistaken long, I sought you then In busy companies of men: Your sacred plants, if here below, Only among the plants will grow; Society is all but rude To this delicious solitude. No white nor red was ever seen So amorous as this lovely green. Fond lovers, cruel as their flame, Cut in these trees their mistress
Página 515 - I hang like a roof, — The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the Powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-colored bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist Earth was laughing below.
Página 474 - What wondrous life is this I lead ! Ripe apples drop about my head; The luscious clusters of the vine Upon my mouth do crush their wine; The nectarine and curious peach Into my hands themselves do reach; Stumbling on melons, as I pass, Ensnared with flowers, I fall on grass.
Página 662 - When they see it they shall be troubled with terrible fear, and shall be amazed at the strangeness of his salvation, so far beyond all that they looked for.
Página 662 - What hath pride profited us? or what good hath riches with our vaunting brought us? All those things are passed away like a shadow...
Página 640 - These are the masters who instruct us without rods and ferules, without hard words and anger, without clothes or money. If you approach them, they are not asleep ; if investigating you interrogate them, they conceal nothing ; if you mistake them, they never grumble ; if you are ignorant, they cannot laugh at you.
Página 57 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Página 492 - Next put it into a pitcher, and pour on it a pint or more of boiling water (according to the degree of strength you de.sire), and then, having covered it, let it set all night.
Página 74 - But are sailing to and fro. I have seen them in my sleep, Plunging through the shoreless deep, With tattered sails, and battered hulls, While around them screamed the gulls, Flying low — flying low. I have wondered why they stayed From me, sailing round the world ; And I've said, " I'm half afraid That their sails will ne'er be furled.
Página 74 - Ah ! each sailor in the port Knows that I have ships at sea, Of the waves and winds the sport, And the sailors pity me. Oft they come and with me walk, Cheering me with hopeful talk, Till I put my fears aside, And, contented, watch the tide Kise and fall, rise and fall.