A Point of ConscienceJ.B. Lippincott, 1895 - 311 pages |
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... Amyot's son , and that dreadful girl ! And the Amyots were always so fastidious . . . If there wasn't so much of Aurora , one might . . . or , if her mother could be translated , or cremated , or something . 12 A POINT OF CONSCIENCE .
... Amyot's son , and that dreadful girl ! And the Amyots were always so fastidious . . . If there wasn't so much of Aurora , one might . . . or , if her mother could be translated , or cremated , or something . 12 A POINT OF CONSCIENCE .
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... Amyot . " The other side had it all its own way , which , of course , shortened it . They got two goals to our one . " " How dreadful , " says Mrs. Verschoyle , laughing . " And you , Richie , to be so defeated , and with Carry on your ...
... Amyot . " The other side had it all its own way , which , of course , shortened it . They got two goals to our one . " " How dreadful , " says Mrs. Verschoyle , laughing . " And you , Richie , to be so defeated , and with Carry on your ...
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... Amyot a little out of temper , surely , " - with a fatuous look at Amyot , who , for his part , is looking the other way- " it is you who have led him to it . " Here Mrs. Verschoyle makes a movement . " Richie is never cross , " says ...
... Amyot a little out of temper , surely , " - with a fatuous look at Amyot , who , for his part , is looking the other way- " it is you who have led him to it . " Here Mrs. Verschoyle makes a movement . " Richie is never cross , " says ...
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... Amyot— which is saying a good deal for his limbs - and quite an inch taller . He brings a young man in his train — a short , some- what stout and somewhat nondescript person , who rejoices in exuberant spirits and a pug nose . He " You ...
... Amyot— which is saying a good deal for his limbs - and quite an inch taller . He brings a young man in his train — a short , some- what stout and somewhat nondescript person , who rejoices in exuberant spirits and a pug nose . He " You ...
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... , " says Carry Desmond , who , with Richard Amyot , has come up . " But I hear the new Bishop won't hear of raffles ; says they're vulgar or something . " " Not vulgar , dear Miss Desmond , " says A POINT OF CONSCIENCE . 21.
... , " says Carry Desmond , who , with Richard Amyot , has come up . " But I hear the new Bishop won't hear of raffles ; says they're vulgar or something . " " Not vulgar , dear Miss Desmond , " says A POINT OF CONSCIENCE . 21.
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Page 106 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, • But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
Page 249 - Ah yet would God this flesh of mine might be Where air might wash and long leaves cover me, Where tides of grass break into foam of flowers, Or where the wind's feet shine along the sea. Ah yet would God that stems and roots were bred Out of my weary body and my head, That sleep were sealed upon me with a seal, And I were as the least of all his dead.
Page 202 - tis true, do never shun the light; Just are their thoughts, and open are their tempers, Freely without disguise they love and hate, Still are they found in the fair face of day, And Heav'n and men are judges of their actions.
Page 206 - And thus, after all, the most natural beauty in the world is honesty and moral truth. For all beauty is truth."" True features make the beauty of a face and true proportions, the beauty of architecture as true measures, that of harmony and music. In poetry, which is all fable, truth still is the perfection.
Page 267 - Song, have thy day and take thy fill of light Before the night be fallen across thy way ; Sing while he may, man hath no long delight. THE YEAR OF THE ROSE FROM the depths of the green garden-closes Where the summer in darkness dozes Till autumn pluck from his hand An hour-glass that holds not a sand ; From the maze that a flower-belt encloses To the stones and sea-grass on the strand How red was the reign of the roses Over the rose-crowned land...
Page 95 - DAY is past ! Stars have set their watch at last, Founts that through the deep woods flow Make sweet sounds, unheard till now, Flowers have shut with fading light — Good-night...
Page 70 - It is the mynd, that maketh good or ill, That maketh wretch or happie, rich or poore: For some, that hath abundance at his will, Hath not enough, but wants in greatest store ; And other, that hath litle...
Page 291 - And I wouldn't marry you if you were the last man on earth!
Page 158 - ... sorrow of all humanity." But I had no compassion for human misery, Whilst thou wert with me still. Then these, the river with its weeping, The piteous stars, the miserable men, All prayed the earth's dark depths to take thee from me, That so my woe might understand their woe ; And now — I weep. Yet weep I not for human misery, Nor for the stars' complaining, Nor for the river's wailing.
Page 223 - Have ye not seen sometime a pale face (Among a press) of him that hath been...