The Mistress of Brae Farm: A NovelJ.B. Lippincott, 1897 - 437 sider |
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... smiling , and then she sighed ; her in- fant grandson lay with his young mother in an Indian grave . While the two ladies sat and gossiped softly over the colo- nel's future in the pleasant Brae drawing - room , Colonel Trevor was ...
... smiling , and then she sighed ; her in- fant grandson lay with his young mother in an Indian grave . While the two ladies sat and gossiped softly over the colo- nel's future in the pleasant Brae drawing - room , Colonel Trevor was ...
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... smile came to her lips as she saw the colonel's tall spare figure approaching the house . ( 6 " Well , this is pleasant , " he said , looking round him con- tentedly as he threw himself down on the cushioned seat opposite Ellison . " I ...
... smile came to her lips as she saw the colonel's tall spare figure approaching the house . ( 6 " Well , this is pleasant , " he said , looking round him con- tentedly as he threw himself down on the cushioned seat opposite Ellison . " I ...
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... smile ; but Colonel Trevor was not to be propitiated by a smile ; he was tenacious , perhaps a trifle obstinate by nature - his mother always said so — and he was determined to get to the bottom of the matter . To be sure , his opinion ...
... smile ; but Colonel Trevor was not to be propitiated by a smile ; he was tenacious , perhaps a trifle obstinate by nature - his mother always said so — and he was determined to get to the bottom of the matter . To be sure , his opinion ...
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... smiles . " WORDSWORTH . " WELCOME home , Lorraine , " and Ellison's warm friendly grasp seemed to accentuate her words . The kisses and smooth caresses of other women never came readily to her ; she often said herself that she preferred ...
... smiles . " WORDSWORTH . " WELCOME home , Lorraine , " and Ellison's warm friendly grasp seemed to accentuate her words . The kisses and smooth caresses of other women never came readily to her ; she often said herself that she preferred ...
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... smiling kindly at her ; and again the trouble- some tears rushed to Lorraine's eyes . " He has never been away from me a single hour since he was born - have you , my bonnie boy ? " and she kissed his fair curls passionately . Tedo was ...
... smiling kindly at her ; and again the trouble- some tears rushed to Lorraine's eyes . " He has never been away from me a single hour since he was born - have you , my bonnie boy ? " and she kissed his fair curls passionately . Tedo was ...
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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...