Susan Greville; or, IrresolutionH. Colburn, 1850 |
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admiration amuse answer anxious appeared asked Aunt Janet beauty better blush BRIDE OF ABYDOS brow calm charité contralto countenance cousin curtseyed dare say dark daughter dear Julian dear Susan death deep door doubt drawing-room endeavoured excited expression eyes face fancy father fear feel felt Florence flowers Fulke Greville garden George Vivian glance Greville's hand happy head heart hope hope and fear hour Julian Greville laughing light look looking-glass mamma manner marriage melancholy ment mind Miss Greville Miss Vere morning mother nature never once painful Painter papa paused perhaps pianoforte poor pretty racter remarked replied rose serenity sigh silence sing smile soft sorrow sorry speak spoke stood strong suppose Susan loved sweet Sweet day tell things thought tion turbed turned Vere's voice walk walked in silence watched wife window wish wonder words young
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Page 163 - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet Spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie, My music shows ye have your closes, And all must die.
Page 273 - PRAISE the LORD, O my soul ; and all that is within me, praise his holy Name. Praise the LORD, O my soul , and forget not all his benefits : Who forgiveth all thy sin, and healeth all thine infirmities ; Who saveth thy life from destruction, and crowneth thee with mercy and loving-kindness ; Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things, making thee young and lusty as an eagle.
Page 1 - The slow sweet hours that bring us all things good, The slow sad hours that bring us all things ill, And all good things from evil, brought the night In which we sat together and alone, And to the want, that hollow'd all the heart, Gave utterance by the yearning of an eye, That burn'd upon its object thro' such tears As flow but once a life.
Page 86 - Yet was there one thro' whom I loved her, one Not learned, save in gracious household ways, Not perfect, nay, but full of tender wants, No Angel, but a dearer being, all dipt In Angel instincts, breathing Paradise...
Page 130 - Not always fall of leaf, nor ever spring, No endless night, yet not eternal day; The saddest birds a season find to sing, The roughest storm a calm may soon allay: Thus, with succeeding turns, God tempereth all, That man may hope to rise, yet fear to fall.
Page 2 - ... can never be said to belong to himself; since, if he dared to assert that he did, the puny force of some cause, about as powerful, you would have supposed, as a spider, may make a seizure of the...
Page 181 - The gentles ye wad ne'er envy 'em. It's true, they need na starve or sweat, Thro' winter's cauld, or simmer's heat ; They've nae sair wark to craze their banes, An' fill auld age wi' grips an' granes : But human bodies are sic fools, For a...
Page 222 - Twist ye, twine ye ! even so, Mingle shades of joy and woe, Hope, and fear, and peace, and strife, In the thread of human life. While the mystic twist is spinning, And the infant's life beginning, Dimly seen through twilight bending, Lo, what varied shapes attending ! Passions wild, and follies vain, Pleasures soon exchanged for pain ; Doubt, and jealousy, and fear, In the magic dance appear. Now they wax, and now they dwindle...
Page 2 - When one of the ministers answered, ' that was a sectarian party that rose up and carried things beyond the true and first intent of them,' — he said only,. in reply,