Bertha and Lily, Or, The Parsonage of Beech Glen: A RomanceJ.C. Derby, 1854 - 336 páginas |
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Bertha and Lily: Or, The Parsonage of Beech Glen : a Romance Elizabeth Oakes SMITH Vista completa - 1854 |
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Alms House amid angel arms asked beautiful Beech Glen bless Caliban calm cheek child church cold creature cried Deacon Hopkins dear Defiance divine door dreams earth Ernest Helfenstein eternal evil eyes face father feel feet felt flowers Foundling Hospital girl grew grief hair hand happy head hear heard heart heaven human instinctively Jane John True Julia Kate kissed knew laugh learned light Lily lips live looked marriage mind Miss Bertha moon mountain Nathan Underhill nature never night once oracles Parson Helfenstein Pettingal poor pray preach pure replied revealed rience SARAH HELEN WHITMAN Sault St seemed sense shadows smile softly sort soul spirit strange sweet talk tears tell tender thee things thou thought Tiger tingal took touch true woman truth uncon uttered vertebra voice walked weeping wept wife Willy woman women words
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Página 94 - So dear to Heaven is saintly chastity That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt...
Página 63 - Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young heads against their mothers, And that cannot stop their tears. The young lambs are bleating in the meadows, The young birds are chirping in the nest, The young fawns are playing with the shadows, The young flowers are blowing toward the west — But the young, young children, O my brothers, They are weeping bitterly! They are weeping in the playtime of the others, In the country of the free.
Página 39 - The pair had but one inmate in their house, An only child, who had been born to them When Michael, telling o'er his years, began To deem that he was old, — in shepherd's phrase With one foot in the grave.
Página 15 - His words are bonds, his oaths are oracles ; His love sincere, his thoughts immaculate ; His tears, pure messengers sent from his heart ; His heart as far from fraud, as heaven from earth.
Página 216 - Ye Elements, in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted, can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do I err In deeming such inhabit many a spot, Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot...
Página 147 - Had it pleased heaven To try me with affliction ; had he rain'd All kinds of sores, and shames, on my bare head...
Página 170 - Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep, the innocent sleep ; Sleep, that knits up the ravelled sleave* of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast ; — Lady M.
Página 75 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light. XV.— I WANDERED LONELY. 1804. I WANDERED lonely as a cloud...
Página 102 - ... a thousand years is as one day, and one day as a thousand years...
Página 256 - As the husband is, the wife is; thou art mated with a clown, And the grossness of his nature will have weight to drag thee down.