Gleason's Monthly Companion, Volume 7F. Gleason, 1878 |
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... sure , although she may have mistrusted that love was at the root ; but whatever the origin , the result was none the less delightful , and it was with " No , I have just come . I walked over from the proud pleasure that she watched his ...
... sure , although she may have mistrusted that love was at the root ; but whatever the origin , the result was none the less delightful , and it was with " No , I have just come . I walked over from the proud pleasure that she watched his ...
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... sure - sure that you did not care be- fore ? " Her spirit thoroughly roused by such untimely , not to say ungenerous trifling , she retorted : " Pardon me for not having remembered that " Why , not in the same way . But you are not your ...
... sure - sure that you did not care be- fore ? " Her spirit thoroughly roused by such untimely , not to say ungenerous trifling , she retorted : " Pardon me for not having remembered that " Why , not in the same way . But you are not your ...
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... sure of this , he struck a light in the first room he entered , and to his great horror and surprise , he saw stretched upon the floor an aged woman's corpse , and near it spots of blood denoting murder . Shocked , and for the time ...
... sure of this , he struck a light in the first room he entered , and to his great horror and surprise , he saw stretched upon the floor an aged woman's corpse , and near it spots of blood denoting murder . Shocked , and for the time ...
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... sure that he does not hate his work , " she answered . " He is more man to - day than when he was welcome in avenue society . I am quite certain that he does not consider himself a poor fellow . " 66 ' Well , well , " Clyde replied ...
... sure that he does not hate his work , " she answered . " He is more man to - day than when he was welcome in avenue society . I am quite certain that he does not consider himself a poor fellow . " 66 ' Well , well , " Clyde replied ...
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... sure she should love him if he continued his addresses , for she respected him now , and even felt happy when she saw him coming . But she forgot not her promise to her protector , and she told Peter the conditions on which he could ...
... sure she should love him if he continued his addresses , for she respected him now , and even felt happy when she saw him coming . But she forgot not her promise to her protector , and she told Peter the conditions on which he could ...
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Page 333 - Alternate triumphed in his breast; His bliss and woe, — a smile, a tear ! — Oblivion hides the rest. The bounding pulse, the languid limb, The changing spirits' rise and fall ; We know that these were felt by him, For these are felt by all.
Page 448 - Look not thou upon the wine when it is red, when it giveth his colour in the cup, when it moveth itself aright: at the last it biteth like a serpent, and stingeth like an adder.
Page 333 - Once, in the flight of ages past, There lived a man — and who was he ? Mortal, howe'er thy lot be cast, That man resembled thee. Unknown the region of his birth, The land in which he died unknown : His name has...
Page 333 - The clouds and sunbeams, o'er his eye That once their shades and glory threw, Have left in yonder silent sky No vestige where they flew. The...
Page 496 - He that is faithful in that which is least is faithful also in much : and he that is unjust in the least is unjust also in much.
Page 12 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Page 47 - All that believe have the real unity, which is most glorious because inward and spiritual, in the Body and to the Head. For being united in forms, commonly called uniformity, every Christian will, for peace' sake, study and do as far as conscience will permit. And for brethren, in things of the mind we look for no compulsion but that of light and reason.
Page 489 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground; Another race the following spring supplies; They fall successive, and successive rise: So generations in their course decay; So flourish these, when those are pass'd away.
Page 393 - Sweet-beam'd, and shedding oft through lucid clouds A pleasing calm; while broad, and brown, below Extensive harvests hang the heavy head. Rich, silent, deep, they stand; -for not a gale Rolls its light billows o'er the bending plain : A calm of plenty ! till the ruffled air Falls from its poise, and gives the breeze to blow. Rent is the fleecy mantle of the sky ; The clouds fly different; and the sudden sun By fits effulgent gilds th' illumin'd field, And black by fits the shadows sweep along.
Page 210 - To-morrow'll be the happiest time of all the glad new year — Of all the glad new year, mother, the maddest, merriest day; For I'm to be Queen o' the Mav, mother, I'm to be Queen o