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... Elva . " Good night ! " the words were cool , and barely civil ; no good - humoured " Mas- ter Guisbert " was added ; no friendly " would you walk in ? " but the Borough - reeve stood on the step of his own door , looking grim as the ...
... Elva . " Good night ! " the words were cool , and barely civil ; no good - humoured " Mas- ter Guisbert " was added ; no friendly " would you walk in ? " but the Borough - reeve stood on the step of his own door , looking grim as the ...
Page 251
... Elva , " starve them all , upon a demi - groot , or stiver , before the honey- moon was over . " " Peace , " continued the Borough - reeve , " Jere- mial is a prudent , money - getting man , who'll be well to do in the world , and ...
... Elva , " starve them all , upon a demi - groot , or stiver , before the honey- moon was over . " " Peace , " continued the Borough - reeve , " Jere- mial is a prudent , money - getting man , who'll be well to do in the world , and ...
Page 252
... Elva at first treated her parent's com- munication as a jest ; but when at length convinced that he was absolutely in earnest , she ventured to inquire his reasons for this new decision , to petition and to remonstrate . The Burgher ...
... Elva at first treated her parent's com- munication as a jest ; but when at length convinced that he was absolutely in earnest , she ventured to inquire his reasons for this new decision , to petition and to remonstrate . The Burgher ...
Page 253
... Elva , good than that of prolonging for a few days the of his hopes and happiness , when it was sanctioned lives of a few miserable starving wretches ; but on by Albert Brock , and to her had he confided also application being made to ...
... Elva , good than that of prolonging for a few days the of his hopes and happiness , when it was sanctioned lives of a few miserable starving wretches ; but on by Albert Brock , and to her had he confided also application being made to ...
Page 254
... Elva for the life of Peirs Guisbert and her father was excessive ; famine might slay them , though as yet they had not suffered much from Its hideous advances , but the assassin's steel was surer ; anxiety , added to a limited measure ...
... Elva for the life of Peirs Guisbert and her father was excessive ; famine might slay them , though as yet they had not suffered much from Its hideous advances , but the assassin's steel was surer ; anxiety , added to a limited measure ...
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Page 252 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out That what we have we prize not to the worth Whiles we enjoy it, but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value, then we find The virtue that possession would not show us Whiles it was ours.
Page 228 - midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless ; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought and sued ; This is to be alone ; this, this is solitude ! XXVII.
Page 10 - I have lived long enough : my way of life Is fall'n into the sear, the yellow leaf ; And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 102 - ... paid; He stakes his quiver, bow and arrows, His mother's doves, and team of sparrows; Loses them too; then down he throws The coral of his lip, the rose Growing on's cheek (but none knows how), With these, the crystal of his brow, And then the dimple of his chin; All these did my Campaspe win. At last he set her both his eyes, She won, and Cupid blind did rise. O Love! has she done this to thee? What shall, alas! become of me? THE SONGS OF BIRDS What bird so sings, yet so does wail? O 'tis the...
Page 83 - Ah little think the gay licentious proud, Whom pleasure, power, and affluence surround; They, who their thoughtless hours in giddy mirth, And wanton, often cruel, riot waste; Ah little think they, while they dance along, How many feel, this very moment, death And all the sad variety of pain.
Page 14 - O that I had wings like a dove : for then would I flee away, and be at rest.
Page 96 - It is the open eye, the quick ear, the judging taste, the keen smell, and the lively touch; it is the interpreter of all riddles, the surmotinter of all difficulties, the remover of all obstacles.
Page 37 - Tis a little thing To give a cup of water ; yet its draught Of cool refreshment, drained by fevered lips, May give a shock of pleasure to the frame More exquisite than when Nectarean juice Renews the life of joy in happiest hours.
Page 96 - It is useful in all places, and at all times ; it is useful in solitude, for it shows a man his way into the world ; it is useful in society, for it shows him his way through the world.
Page 97 - It has served an invisible and extemporary apprenticeship ; it wants no drilling ; it never ranks in the awkward squad ; it has no left hand, no deaf ear, no blind side. It puts on no looks of wondrous wisdom, it has no air of profundity, but plays with the details of place as dexterously as a welltaught hand flourishes over the keys of the piano-forte. It has all the air of commonplace, and all the force and power of genius.