The Mistress of Brae Farm: A NovelJ.B. Lippincott, 1897 - 437 sider |
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... seemed to dry up within him , and he went out of that death chamber a stricken man . But he struggled on bravely , and in a year or two people began to say that Major Trevor would marry again , but he only frowned when any such hint ...
... seemed to dry up within him , and he went out of that death chamber a stricken man . But he struggled on bravely , and in a year or two people began to say that Major Trevor would marry again , but he only frowned when any such hint ...
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... seemed so lonely and unhappy that she longed to comfort him . ' I belonged to no one , and Ralph needed me ; and then he had such a way with him , ' she finished . 66 ' Poor Lorraine ! Before many months were over she had reason to rue ...
... seemed so lonely and unhappy that she longed to comfort him . ' I belonged to no one , and Ralph needed me ; and then he had such a way with him , ' she finished . 66 ' Poor Lorraine ! Before many months were over she had reason to rue ...
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... seemed of any avail ; he had simply no sense of honour ; she hinted to me in a guarded sort of way that he had other vices . I know he cared for me to the last , ' she said , mournfully , but I never really influenced him ; if he had ...
... seemed of any avail ; he had simply no sense of honour ; she hinted to me in a guarded sort of way that he had other vices . I know he cared for me to the last , ' she said , mournfully , but I never really influenced him ; if he had ...
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... seemed almost angelic to her that day as they sat together by the win- dow overlooking the sooty chimney - pots , with Waif and the boy playing at their feet , but there had been no impulsive offer of help at first . " You are my cousin ...
... seemed almost angelic to her that day as they sat together by the win- dow overlooking the sooty chimney - pots , with Waif and the boy playing at their feet , but there had been no impulsive offer of help at first . " You are my cousin ...
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... seemed to climb the hill rather steeply , and on their left hand were the church and vicarage and another and less sombre wood . A broken common with cattle feeding upon it lay directly before them and seemed to stretch from one end of ...
... seemed to climb the hill rather steeply , and on their left hand were the church and vicarage and another and less sombre wood . A broken common with cattle feeding upon it lay directly before them and seemed to stretch from one end of ...
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afraid afternoon asked Aunt Marion Beaumont Street better Black Nest Brae Farm Brae House Bramfield Brattle Camden Town child Colonel Trevor comfort cottage cousin dark darling dear Dorcas Dower House Drake Eddie Effie ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING Eric eyes face feel felt friends gate Gavin girl grey hand happy head heart Herbert Highlands hour Howell Hugo J. B. LIPPINCOTT COMPANY Joe Brand kissed knew lips live locum tenens looked Lorraine's marry mind Miss Bretherton Miss Lee Miss Trevor morning mother Muriel Nefydd Madoc never night Nora once pain poor Pritchard Redlands returned Ellison returned Lorraine Ruth Sam Brattle seemed sitting smile speak spoke strong sure sweet talk tears Tedo tell things thought tired told tone took trouble Vincent voice walked window wish woman words Yolland young
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Side 100 - And yet it never was in my soul To play so ill a part : But evil is wrought by want of Thought, As well as want of Heart...
Side 146 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Side 312 - I can give not what men call love, But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow...
Side 28 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food: For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Side 304 - I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed.
Side 11 - Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Side 166 - Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains ; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains.
Side 373 - Calm soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city's jar, That there abides a peace of thine, Man did not make, and cannot mar. The will to neither strive nor cry, The power to feel with others give! Calm, calm me more! nor let me die Before I have begun to live.
Side 62 - Every man has in himself a continent of undiscovered character. Happy is he who acts the Columbus to his own soul ! Stephen.
Side 149 - Behold the child, by Nature's kindly law, Pleased with a rattle, tickled with a straw: Some livelier plaything gives his youth delight, A little louder, but as empty quite...