A woman's story, Том 1;Том 5561857 |
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... Lyndsey ; while the many who ( so devouring is Time ) have almost forgotten her name , will , perhaps , attach some degree of interest to the development of feelings and actions , apparently , so contradictory . But I will let the story ...
... Lyndsey ; while the many who ( so devouring is Time ) have almost forgotten her name , will , perhaps , attach some degree of interest to the development of feelings and actions , apparently , so contradictory . But I will let the story ...
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... Lyndsey lived in one of those white houses close to the Firgrove , on the broad , bold heath of Hampstead ; there are gardens in front of the houses , and they command a view which , whether you look towards the deep , grey shadowy ...
... Lyndsey lived in one of those white houses close to the Firgrove , on the broad , bold heath of Hampstead ; there are gardens in front of the houses , and they command a view which , whether you look towards the deep , grey shadowy ...
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... Lyndsey resided , rejoicing , long after they were married , in having no children -Mr . Lyndsey disliking ' juveniles , ' because they were noisy , and Mrs. Lyndsey hating everything under eighteen , because it made the room untidy ...
... Lyndsey resided , rejoicing , long after they were married , in having no children -Mr . Lyndsey disliking ' juveniles , ' because they were noisy , and Mrs. Lyndsey hating everything under eighteen , because it made the room untidy ...
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... Lyndsey had married too late in life to have any sympathies in common - her bitter nothingness was harder to endure than her husband's insipidity - and yet they got through the routine of suburban existence respectably ; they paid their ...
... Lyndsey had married too late in life to have any sympathies in common - her bitter nothingness was harder to endure than her husband's insipidity - and yet they got through the routine of suburban existence respectably ; they paid their ...
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... Lyndsey lost no opportunity of declaring that she loved the French as a nation - they made such sweet lace , and such fine cambric ! Mr. Lyndsey was , as his wife often bitterly said , " absent when present , and had as well never be ...
... Lyndsey lost no opportunity of declaring that she loved the French as a nation - they made such sweet lace , and such fine cambric ! Mr. Lyndsey was , as his wife often bitterly said , " absent when present , and had as well never be ...
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Стр. 1 - The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality ; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears ; To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.
Стр. 189 - Thus star by star declines Till all are passed away, As morning high and higher shines To pure and perfect day : Nor sink those stars in empty night ; They hide themselves in heaven's own light.
Стр. 31 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Стр. 210 - Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.
Стр. 59 - As if round thy hush'd infant's bed ! And when thou speak'st, thy melting tone. That tells thy heart is all my own, Sounds sweeter, from the lapse of years, With the wife's love, the mother's fears ! By thy glad youth, and tranquil prime Assured, I smile at hoary time ! For thou art doom'd in age to know The calm that wisdom steals from woe ; The holy pride of high intent, The glory of a life well spent.
Стр. 168 - The breaking of the summer's morn — The tinge on house and tree — The billowy clouds — the beauty born Of that celestial sea, The freshness of the faery land Lit by the golden gleam .... It is my youth that where I stand Comes back as in a dream.
Стр. 239 - And all the glow of beaming sympathy ; Anxious to watch the cold averted ray That speaks no more to the fond meeting eye Enchanting tales of love, and tenderness, and joy. Too faithful heart ! thou never canst retrieve Thy withered hopes : conceal the cruel pain...
Стр. 261 - ... its flow, to be Like candour, peace, and piety. When life began its brilliant dream, His heart was like his native stream ; The wave-shrined gems could scarcely seem Less hidden than each wish it knew : Its life flow'd on as calmly, too ; And heaven shielded it from sin, To see itself reflected in. He stood beside that stream again, When years had fled in strife and pain ; He look'd for its calm course in vain, — For storms profaned its peaceful flow, And clouds o'erhung its crystal brow ;...
Стр. 11 - Lyndsey evinced some interest in a stout-built, heavy cob, ' equal to sixteen stone,' that had never warmed into a gallop in its life, and spent much of his time in the stable — always observing to Jerry Leary, an old Irish groom who had lived with his father, that he would ' back Brown Bob against any ' bit of blood