Household Friends for Every SeasonTicknor and Fields, 1864 - 327 pages |
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... gone down to the pond , dear , full of all their plans . They are very happy . Shall we dine alone , -just you , I , and Mabel ? ” 66 No , no ! I must face it . It's only just to - day . One must make home cheerful to them in their ...
... gone down to the pond , dear , full of all their plans . They are very happy . Shall we dine alone , -just you , I , and Mabel ? ” 66 No , no ! I must face it . It's only just to - day . One must make home cheerful to them in their ...
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... gone ; nor madam neither . And there a'n't a better maester nor missus in th ' whole country zide . I kneows I wishes I'd been barn on he's lands . " " Well , good by , shepherd . I hope we may meet again before long . " " I dwon't care ...
... gone ; nor madam neither . And there a'n't a better maester nor missus in th ' whole country zide . I kneows I wishes I'd been barn on he's lands . " " Well , good by , shepherd . I hope we may meet again before long . " " I dwon't care ...
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... gone . Backwards up the mossy glen Turned and trooped the goblin men , With their shrill , repeated cry , " Come buy , come buy . " When they reached where Laura was They stood stock still upon Leering at each other , 76 CHRISTINA ...
... gone . Backwards up the mossy glen Turned and trooped the goblin men , With their shrill , repeated cry , " Come buy , come buy . " When they reached where Laura was They stood stock still upon Leering at each other , 76 CHRISTINA ...
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... she , then , buy no more such dainty fruits ? Must she no more that succous pasture find , Gone deaf and blind ? Her tree of life drooped from the root : She said not one word in her heart's sore ache 6 GOBLIN MARKET . 81.
... she , then , buy no more such dainty fruits ? Must she no more that succous pasture find , Gone deaf and blind ? Her tree of life drooped from the root : She said not one word in her heart's sore ache 6 GOBLIN MARKET . 81.
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... gone Of not - returning time : Would talk about the haunted glen , The wicked , quaint fruit - merchant men , Their fruits like honey to the throat , But poison in the blood ; ( Men sell not such in any town :) Would tell them how her ...
... gone Of not - returning time : Would talk about the haunted glen , The wicked , quaint fruit - merchant men , Their fruits like honey to the throat , But poison in the blood ; ( Men sell not such in any town :) Would tell them how her ...
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Page 166 - will seek the groves Where the lady Mary is, With her five handmaidens, whose names Are five sweet symphonies, Cecily, Gertrude, Magdalen, Margaret, and Rosalys.
Page 166 - And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. And still she bowed herself and stooped Out of the circling charm; Until her bosom must have made The bar she leaned on warm, And the lilies lay as if asleep Along her bended arm. From the fixed place of Heaven she saw Time like a pulse shake fierce Through all the worlds.
Page 166 - THE blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven ; Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even ; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven.
Page 51 - I care not much for gold or land ; — Give me a mortgage here and there, — Some good bank-stock, — some note of hand, Or trifling railroad share; — I only ask that Fortune send A little more than I shall spend. Honors are silly toys, I know, And titles are but empty names; — I would, perhaps, be Plenipo, — But only near St.
Page 166 - Her hair that lay along her back Was yellow like ripe corn. Herseemed she scarce had been a day One of God's choristers; The wonder was not yet quite gone From that still look of hers; Albeit, to them she left, her day Had counted as ten years.
Page 166 - I wish that he were come to me, For he will come,' she said. ' Have I not prayed in Heaven ? — on earth, Lord, Lord, has he not...
Page 166 - She gazed and listened and then said, Less sad of speech than mild — "All this is when he comes.
Page 52 - tis a sin To care for such unfruitful things; — One good-sized diamond in a pin, — Some, not so large, in rings, — A ruby, and a pearl, or so, Will do for me; — I laugh at show. My dame should dress in cheap attire; (Good, heavy silks are never dear;) — I own perhaps I might desire Some shawls of true Cashmere, — Some marrowy crapes of China silk, Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.
Page 166 - Herself shall bring us, hand in hand, To Him round whom all souls Kneel, the clear-ranged unnumbered heads Bowed with their aureoles; And angels meeting us shall sing To their citherns and citoles.
Page 166 - The sun was gone now ; the curled moon Was like a little feather Fluttering far down the gulf; and now She spoke through the still weather. Her voice was like the voice the stars Had when they sang together.