Lucy Aylmer, by the author of 'The curate of Overton'. |
Términos y frases comunes
Agnes Amyas Anglo-Catholic Archer Neville Arlais asked Aunt Augusta Aylmer bride brother calm carriage Castle St Cecil Erresford chancel child church colour Countess dark darling daughter dear Flora door dowan Earl exclaimed Cecil exclaimed Maude eyes face father fear feel felt Forsted gentle Ghost's girl Grosvenor Place hand happy hastily head hear heard heart knew Lady Anne Lady Anne's Lady Damer Lady Flora Lady Tyrrell laughed lips little wife Lord Glen Lord Glendowan love Lucy Lucy looked Lucy's mamma Manor married Maude's mind Miss Neville mother murmured never night papa Park Lane Phil Neville poor Flora quiet replied Flora replied Maude Robert scarcely secret seemed sighed Sir Edgar sister smiled Squire stood strange sweet Sybil tears tell thing thought told tone turned Turret Uncle Archer voice Walden walk weary wish wonder words young
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Página 80 - So high in thoughts as I. You left a kiss Upon these lips then, which I mean to keep From you for ever; I did hear you talk, Far above singing. After you were gone, I grew acquainted with my heart, and searched What stirred it so: alas, I found it love!
Página 170 - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun. And by-and-by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
Página 8 - Nowhere should prayer be happier than in the domestic sanctuary, so as to teach those who join in it, that the ways of religion are "ways of pleasantness, and all her paths," paths of
Página 181 - Then as dispersed herbs do watch a potion. These three make up some Christian's destinie ; Such are thy secrets, which my life makes good, And comments on thee : for in ev'ry thing Thy words do finde me out, and parallels bring, And in another make me understood. Starres are poore books, and oftentimes do misse ; This book of starres lights to eternall blisse.
Página 241 - When every hair's-pit on my shrunken skin A knotted knoll becomes, and to mine ears Strange inward sounds awake, and to mine eyes Rush stranger tears, there is a joy in fear. (Catching hold of Cathrina.) Tell it, Cathrina, for the life within me Beats thick, and stirs to hear it.
Página 42 - If you were in my place?" "If I were In your place...
Página 259 - ... that were hanging there and looked at them with a dubious air. The stockings that she had on at present were heavily darned and had highly visible seams that looked like scars. She put back the other stockings on the clothes-hanger and went to the wardrobe. Sergio, still sweating freely, heedlessly went up to her and put his arm round her waist. She took no notice of him, but opened the wardrobe and took from it the only garment it contained, a shabby brown coat. "Help me on with it, will you?