All the Year Round: A Weekly Journal, Volum 61Published at the Office, 1887 |
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... eyes all through adful night . With the first gleam e was up and out on the road to age , longing , yet dreading , to behold or suffering girl . How had she hose hours ? What comfort or hope ne to her in the dark night - watches ...
... eyes all through adful night . With the first gleam e was up and out on the road to age , longing , yet dreading , to behold or suffering girl . How had she hose hours ? What comfort or hope ne to her in the dark night - watches ...
Side 2
... eyes that seemed to leap into sudden life and hold his own , and yet , while so holding them , recall a swift and breathless memory . This was what he saw as his stammering lips at last broke their chain of silence and faltered out the ...
... eyes that seemed to leap into sudden life and hold his own , and yet , while so holding them , recall a swift and breathless memory . This was what he saw as his stammering lips at last broke their chain of silence and faltered out the ...
Side 3
... eyes , only. it man deceived her all this red me also , " said Adrian wore that she was his wife . " .. it was not her fault- " " } that ! You , who know all id innocence of that lovely , to whose cruelty and cold- | her present ...
... eyes , only. it man deceived her all this red me also , " said Adrian wore that she was his wife . " .. it was not her fault- " " } that ! You , who know all id innocence of that lovely , to whose cruelty and cold- | her present ...
Side 4
... eyes grew d ing tears ; the quivering lips agonised sighs ; the proud b with sobs that nothing cou restrain . Never in all the through which she had pas von Waldstein touched the of agony and despair as s now . Yet the iron force of ...
... eyes grew d ing tears ; the quivering lips agonised sighs ; the proud b with sobs that nothing cou restrain . Never in all the through which she had pas von Waldstein touched the of agony and despair as s now . Yet the iron force of ...
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... eyes in which all pride was which through the long , dark , pursued its quest with patient g zeal , yet all without result ; ich stood trembling and solitary glow of the stormy sunset , gaz- rified eyes at the sluggish waters r ...
... eyes in which all pride was which through the long , dark , pursued its quest with patient g zeal , yet all without result ; ich stood trembling and solitary glow of the stormy sunset , gaz- rified eyes at the sluggish waters r ...
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Adrian Lyle Alexis Amboise Anglesey answered asked Bari beautiful Behrens believe better Blackheath Bulteel called Cardiganshire CHARLES DICKENS church cold cousin Cremona cried dark dear door doubt England English eyes face father feel felt Fred girl give Grongar Hill hand head hear heard heart Honoria honour hour John Kenyon King knew lady laughed live London looked Lord Markwell marriage married ment mind Monsieur morning never night once Papá perhaps Pierre Maurice poor Popham river round Saint Saint Heliers Saint Swithun seemed Sir Roy smile South Wales stood story strange streets talk tell thing thought Tilly tion told took town turned Uncle Bob Verena violin voice wait Wales Wambo Wayland Smith Welsh wife woman wonder words young
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Side 42 - There is a gentle Nymph not far from hence, That with moist curb sways the smooth Severn stream : Sabrina is her name, a virgin pure ; Whilom she was the daughter of Locrine, That had the sceptre from his father Brute. She, guiltless damsel, flying the mad pursuit Of her enraged stepdame Guendolen, Commended her fair innocence to the flood That stayed her flight with his cross-flowing course.
Side 246 - God ; that the nation, seeing that their temples are not destroyed, may remove error from their hearts, and knowing and adoring the true God, may the more familiarly resort to the places to which they have been accustomed.
Side 136 - Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view! The fountain's fall, the river's flow, The woody valleys warm and low; The windy summit, wild and high, Roughly rushing on the sky; The pleasant seat, the ruined tower, The naked rock, the shady bower; The town and village, dome and farm, Each give each a double charm, As pearls upon an Ethiop's arm.
Side 319 - And rouse him at the name of Crispian. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say " To-morrow is Saint Crispian: " Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars, And say " These wounds I had on Crispin's day.
Side 511 - Come, bring with a noise, My merry, merry boys, The Christmas log to the firing ; While my good dame, she Bids ye all be free, And drink to your hearts
Side 273 - Were I so tall to reach the pole, Or grasp the ocean with my span, I must be measured by my soul : The mind's the standard of the man.
Side 210 - Autumn all in yellow clad, As though he joyed in his plenteous store, Laden with fruits that made him laugh, full glad That he had banished hunger, which to-fore Had by the belly oft him pinched sore.
Side 250 - The freaks, and humours, and spleen, and vanity of women, as they embroil families in discord and fill houses with disquiet, do more to obstruct the happiness of life in a year than the ambition of the clergy in many centuries.
Side 570 - You have been in France ? said my gentleman, turning quick upon me, with the most civil triumph in the world.' Strange ! quoth I, debating the matter with myself, That oneand-twenty miles sailing, for 'tis absolutely no further from Dover to Calais, should give a man these rights; — I'll look into them. So, giving up the argument, — I went straight to my lodgings, put up half a dozen shirts and a black pair of silk breeches ; —
Side 272 - And but for that chill changeless brow. Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart...