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Privately printed by Hatchards, 1899 - 175 páginas

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Página 101 - ... that bright hair was ; and while I stood gazing, both the children gradually grew fainter to my view, receding, and still receding, till nothing at last but two mournful features were seen in the uttermost distance, which, without speech, strangely impressed upon me the effects of speech : " We are not of Alice, nor of thee, nor are we children at all. The children of Alice call Bartrum father. We are nothing ; less than nothing ; and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon...
Página 129 - Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned, Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
Página 120 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Página 135 - O Lord, thou knowest how busy I must be this day. If I forget thee, do not thou forget me.
Página 102 - Sun, and sky, and breeze, and solitary walks, and summer holidays, and the greenness of fields, and the delicious juices of meats and fishes, and society, and the cheerful glass, and candle-light, and fire-side conversations, and innocent vanities, and jests, and irony itself — do these things go out with life?
Página 110 - ... that were against the welfare or prosperity of his most royal person, but that as far as your body and life may stretch ye live and die to defend it, and to let his highness have knowledge thereof in all the haste ye can. Thirdly, in the same wise, I charge you, my dear son, alway as ye be bounden by the commandment of God to do, to love, to worship, your lady and mother ; and also that ye obey alway her commandments, and to believe her counsels and advices in all your works, the which dread...
Página viii - For while the tired waves, vainly breaking, Seem here no painful inch to gain, Far back, through creeks and inlets making, Comes silent, flooding in, the main. And not by eastern windows only, When daylight comes, comes in the light; In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly, But westward, look, the land is bright.
Página 3 - The broken sheds look'd sad and strange : Unlifted was the clinking latch ; Weeded and worn the ancient thatch Upon the lonely moated grange. She only said, ' My life is dreary, He Cometh not...
Página 61 - ERIN ! the tear and the smile in thine eyes Blend like the rainbow that hangs in thy skies ! Shining through sorrow's stream, Saddening through pleasure's beam, Thy suns with doubtful gleam Weep while they rise.
Página 120 - This royal throne of kings — this sceptred isle — This fortress built by nature for herself Against infection, and the hand of war ; This precious stone set in the silver sea; This happy breed of men — this little world : This other Eden — Demi-Paradise.

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