Fern Leaves from Fanny's PortfolioIngram, Cooke, 1853 - 326 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
arms beauty bless blue eyes blue-stocking breast bright bright eyes brow Charley cheek child cigar clasp Colossus of Rhodes curls dark Deacon Smith says dear diamond sparkled door dress earth Emma escritoire face fair brow Fanny Fern father feet fingers flowers folded forehead girl grace hair happy Harry Hatty head hear heart heaven husband Kathleen kiss Kitty knew lady lapstone laugh Lena limbs lips little hand little wife look mamma Marion Mary mind Minnie Miss Betsey Miss Kitty Miss Tabetha morning mother Nelly never night old Jeremiah pale papa passed pillow poor pretty ringlets robe rose round smile soft sorrow soul sunny sweet tears tell there's thing thought Tom Thumb tresses turn Uncle Peter voice Walter Lee warm weary wife window woman words young
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Página 72 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Página 210 - Well done of God, to halve the lot, And give her all the sweetness ! To us — the empty room and cot ; To her — the heaven's completeness.
Página 218 - re going to weather it. Guess I 'll take ye round to Miss Fetherbee's ; she 's got a power of children, and wants a hand to help her ; so come along. If you cry enough to float the ark, it won't do you no good.
Página 273 - Times without number you must have known them decide questions on the instant, and with unerring accuracy, which you had been poring over for hours, perhaps, with no other result than to find yourself getting deeper and deeper into the tangled maze of doubts and difficulties.
Página 263 - He wants to be considered the source of your happiness, whether he was baptized Nero or Moses! Your mind never being supposed to be occupied with any other subject than himself, of course a tear is a tacit reproach. Besides, you miserable little whimperer! what have you to cry for? Aint you married? Is n't that the summum bonum, — the height of feminine ambition? You can't get beyond that! It is the jumping-off place! You've arriv! — got to the end of your journey!
Página 307 - ... have for dinner; whether the cold lamb was all ate yesterday; if the charcoal is all out, and what you gave for the last green tea you bought. Then he gets up from the table, lights his cigar with the last evening's paper, that you have not had a chance to read; gives two or three whiffs of smoke, — which are sure to give you a headache for the afternoon, — and, just as his coattail is vanishing through the door, apologizes for not doing 'that errand' for you yesterday, — thinks it doubtful...
Página 40 - The old inan read his child's heart at last ; he saw it all, — all her childish unhappiness, — and, as he kissed her brow and cheek and lips, said, in a choking voice, " Forgive your old father, Hatty !" Her hand was laid upon his lips, while smiles and tears chased over her face, like sunshine and shadow over an April sky. Oh, what is fame to a woman? Like the
Página 265 - s that clever fellow, the editor of The Comet ! " How ho has a season-ticket to a free seat by a Frog Pond ; how he has, — but there is no use in telling all a body knows! Christopher Columbus ! Editor's life a " vexed existence ! " " Let those laugh now who never laughed before, And those who always laughed now laugh the moro.
Página 41 - I have four,' was the reply ; ' two on earth, two in heavfin.' " There spoke the mother ! Still hers ! only 'gone before ! ' Still remembered, loved and cherished, by the hearth and at the board ; their places not yet filled ; even though their successors draw life from the same faithful breast where their dying heads were pillowed. " ' Two in heaven ! ' " Safely housed from storm and tempest ; no sickness there ; nor drooping head, nor fading eye, nor weary feet.
Página 41 - You have two children ?" said I. " I have four," was the reply ; " two on earth, two in heaven." There spoke the mother ! Still hers, only " gone before !" Still remembered, loved, and cherished, by the hearth and at the board ; — their places not yet filled ; even though their successors draw life from the same faithful breast where their dying heads were pillowed. " Two in heaven !" Safely housed from storm and tempest.