King's Marden, by the author of 'Our valley'.S.P.C.K., 1881 |
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... hour when they drove up to the door where Margie was on the watch for them . Luke had to put up the gig , and take the horse back to the stables of the farmer who owned it , so Esther came in by herself , and the two girls were left ...
... hour when they drove up to the door where Margie was on the watch for them . Luke had to put up the gig , and take the horse back to the stables of the farmer who owned it , so Esther came in by herself , and the two girls were left ...
Página 53
... 'clock before she could set to work at the pink bonnet- strings which she was so anxious about , and scarcely half an hour remained till her father's dinner - time . She had only just sat down in the parlour when CHAPTER V. ...
... 'clock before she could set to work at the pink bonnet- strings which she was so anxious about , and scarcely half an hour remained till her father's dinner - time . She had only just sat down in the parlour when CHAPTER V. ...
Página 54
... hour ? I declare , " she continued , lowering her voice , " I believe some news of Mr. Norman's errand here yesterday must have reached her . " " It's hardly possible , " said Essie ; " he never would have told her himself . How else ...
... hour ? I declare , " she continued , lowering her voice , " I believe some news of Mr. Norman's errand here yesterday must have reached her . " " It's hardly possible , " said Essie ; " he never would have told her himself . How else ...
Página 55
... hour . " Sally Cuttles , it must be explained , was a work- house girl , whom Mrs. Plaskitt had engaged at Michaelmas , thereby acting on the principle of making the best of both worlds , by increasing her KING'S MARDEN . 55.
... hour . " Sally Cuttles , it must be explained , was a work- house girl , whom Mrs. Plaskitt had engaged at Michaelmas , thereby acting on the principle of making the best of both worlds , by increasing her KING'S MARDEN . 55.
Página 56
... hour than usual is a very simple one . Mr. Wiggins has sent word that he will be here this afternoon , and I have begged him to step in and take a dish of tea . And as I wished to hear what news your father brought of your uncle and ...
... hour than usual is a very simple one . Mr. Wiggins has sent word that he will be here this afternoon , and I have begged him to step in and take a dish of tea . And as I wished to hear what news your father brought of your uncle and ...
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Abigail afternoon Andrew Norman ash trees asked Margie Aunt Prudence Aunt Rachel began better carpenter carpenter's Cloth boards Connor Cornelius Maynard Crown 8vo dear door EADGYTH Edmund Maynard Emma Harding Essie Essie's Esther eyes face father Fcap feeling felt girl glad going hand happy Harry Harry Morton Hazeltree hear heard heart Hockin hope Illustrations on toned JEAN INGELOW King's Marden knew Lady-ground late laughing live look Luke Chaplin Luke's Manor-house Margery Chaplin Margie's marriage married matter mind minutes Miss Fairbairn Molly never old lady once parlour perhaps Plaskitt poor racter replied returned Margie round scarcely schoolmaster seemed sister smile sorry speak Stannard stood sure surprise talk tell thing thought Three full-page Illustrations told toned paper turned vicar voice walked week West Marden wife wish wonder words Wyndover young
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Página 53 - If to do were as easy as to know what were good to do, chapels had been churches and poor men's cottages princes' palaces. It is a good divine that follows his own instructions : I can easier teach twenty what were good to be done, than be one of the twenty to follow mine own teaching.
Página 94 - TEARS, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy Autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge ; So sad, so fresh, the days...
Página 144 - O mistress mine, where are you roaming ? O, stay and hear; your true love's coming, That can sing both high and low: Trip no further, pretty sweeting; Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know.
Página 121 - Es leuchtet mir ein, I see a glimpse of it!' cries he elsewhere: 'there is in man a HIGHER than Love of Happiness: he can do without Happiness, and instead thereof find Blessedness!
Página 164 - It was a lover and his lass, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, That o'er the green corn-field did pass In the spring time, the only pretty ring time, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding: Sweet lovers love the spring.
Página 132 - When all the world is young, lad, And all the trees are green; And every goose a swan, lad, And every lass a queen; Then hey for boot and horse, lad, And round the world away; Young blood must have its course lad, And every dog his day. When all the world is old, lad, And all the trees are brown; And all the sport is stale, lad, And all the wheels run down; Creep home, and take your place there, The spent and maimed among; God grant you find one face there, You loved when all was young.
Página 108 - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying; And this same flower that smiles today, Tomorrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun The higher he's a-getting, The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry; For having lost but once your prime, You may for...
Página 122 - On the roaring billows of Time, thou art not engulfed, but borne aloft into the azure of Eternity. Love not Pleasure; love God. This is the EVERLASTING YEA, wherein all contradiction is solved: wherein whoso walks and works, it is well with him.
Página 313 - Unless you can muse in a crowd all day On the absent face that fixed you ; Unless you can love, as the angels may, With the breadth of heaven betwixt you ; Unless you can dream that his faith is fast, Through behoving and unbehoving ; Unless you can die when the dream is past — Oh, never call it loving ! A MAN'S REQUIREMENTS.