Through the shadows, by the author of 'Sidney Grey'.Hurst and Blackett, 1859 |
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... silence and reserve was the line of conduct determined on for the evening , and they knew that if it were merely a calm before a storm they must wait to know on whom the tempest would fall , till the thunder- cloud was fully brewed ...
... silence and reserve was the line of conduct determined on for the evening , and they knew that if it were merely a calm before a storm they must wait to know on whom the tempest would fall , till the thunder- cloud was fully brewed ...
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... silence , to her sister's step about the room , and to the sharp click of the cups and saucers as she prepared the tea , with a sick heart and quivering nerves . When the tea was made , it was time to begin to consult the clock ...
... silence , to her sister's step about the room , and to the sharp click of the cups and saucers as she prepared the tea , with a sick heart and quivering nerves . When the tea was made , it was time to begin to consult the clock ...
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... silent company , into the dainty , bright - looking kitchen , and the society of the chatty servant - maid . Ruth made the most of her opportunity , and lingered long after her business was concluded , burning her face and THROUGH THE ...
... silent company , into the dainty , bright - looking kitchen , and the society of the chatty servant - maid . Ruth made the most of her opportunity , and lingered long after her business was concluded , burning her face and THROUGH THE ...
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... in a voice that was at once firm and sweet . Then he retreated to his seat , and after a minute's silence , burst into a little laugh . It might have been a laugh of triumph for his victory ; but THROUGH THE SHADOWS . 29.
... in a voice that was at once firm and sweet . Then he retreated to his seat , and after a minute's silence , burst into a little laugh . It might have been a laugh of triumph for his victory ; but THROUGH THE SHADOWS . 29.
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... silence and then Sebastion asked : " Does Mr. Meyer live at the Leasows still , and is Max with him ? " " They say that Mr. Meyer is likely to marry again almost immediately , " observed Miss Earle , without looking up from her knitting ...
... silence and then Sebastion asked : " Does Mr. Meyer live at the Leasows still , and is Max with him ? " " They say that Mr. Meyer is likely to marry again almost immediately , " observed Miss Earle , without looking up from her knitting ...
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Page 171 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Page 128 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise ! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies ; And with his hard rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, — rejoicing, — sorrowing, Onward through life he goes ; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close ; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Page 268 - there is a time to speak, and a time to keep silence." One meets with people in the world, who seem never to have made the last of these observations. And yet these great talkers do not at all speak from their having anything to say, as every sentence shows, but only from their inclination to be talking.
Page 215 - THE world's a room of sickness, where each heart Knows its own anguish and unrest ; The truest wisdom there, and noblest art, Is his who skills of comfort best ; Whom by the softest step and gentlest tone Enfeebled spirits own, And love to raise the languid eye, When, like an angel's wing, they feel him fleeting by...
Page 176 - O SWEET pale Margaret, O rare pale Margaret, What lit your eyes with tearful power, Like moonlight on a falling shower ? Who lent you, love, your mortal dower Of pensive thought and aspect pale, Your melancholy sweet and frail As perfume of the cuckoo flower ? From the westward-winding flood, From the evening-lighted wood, From all things outward you have won A tearful grace, as tho' you stood Between the rainbow and the sun.
Page 260 - Camelot. From the bank and from the river He flashed into the crystal mirror, Tirra lirra', by the river Sang Sir Lancelot.
Page 40 - ... discourse of the affairs of others, and giving of characters. These are in a manner the same: and one can scarce call it an indifferent subject, because discourse upon it almost perpetually runs into somewhat criminal. And first of all, it were very much to be wished that this did not take up so great a part of conversation ; because it is indeed a subject of a dangerous nature.