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... Lord Cunnington might not choose to own it , no , not even in a whisper , " the - political wife was the noble husband's truest guide . " Lady Cunnington had only one child , and as in childhood her boy was neither more engaging nor ...
... Lord Cunnington might not choose to own it , no , not even in a whisper , " the - political wife was the noble husband's truest guide . " Lady Cunnington had only one child , and as in childhood her boy was neither more engaging nor ...
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... Lord Cunnington prized those days when , away from the murmuring of the fashionable world , he indulged in a retrospective view of his life . That life had passed in blame- less benevolence , and scarce a storm had clouded the surface ...
... Lord Cunnington prized those days when , away from the murmuring of the fashionable world , he indulged in a retrospective view of his life . That life had passed in blame- less benevolence , and scarce a storm had clouded the surface ...
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... Cunnington was performing her morning devotions ; Lord Sevridge was in the library ; Augustus and Alphonzo di Lucia were in the young heir's dressing - room , discussing the beauty of Miss Grey and her sister ; and Lord Cunnington took ...
... Cunnington was performing her morning devotions ; Lord Sevridge was in the library ; Augustus and Alphonzo di Lucia were in the young heir's dressing - room , discussing the beauty of Miss Grey and her sister ; and Lord Cunnington took ...
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Rose Ellen Temple. him to prefer the interior of the mansion , and Lord Cunnington continued his walk undisturbed . After treading for some time the snow- laden ground , the nobleman descended by a circuitous path into a charming dale ...
Rose Ellen Temple. him to prefer the interior of the mansion , and Lord Cunnington continued his walk undisturbed . After treading for some time the snow- laden ground , the nobleman descended by a circuitous path into a charming dale ...
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... Lord Cunnington sighed deeply , but he entered the room with firm steps , as if he felt that it was essential for him to be calm . " This is very , very kind of you , " cried a young and exquisitely soft voice , and at the words Lord ...
... Lord Cunnington sighed deeply , but he entered the room with firm steps , as if he felt that it was essential for him to be calm . " This is very , very kind of you , " cried a young and exquisitely soft voice , and at the words Lord ...
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Page 248 - Happy the man, and happy he alone, He, who can call to-day his own : He who, secure within, can say, To-morrow do thy worst, for I have lived today. Be fair or foul, or rain or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not Heaven itself upon the past has power ; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
Page 190 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Page 99 - Nor the dejected haviour of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly : these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play : But I have that within which passeth show ; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.
Page 42 - Freedom has a thousand charms to show, That slaves, howe'er contented, never know. The mind attains beneath her happy reign The growth that nature meant she should attain. The varied fields of science, ever new...
Page 126 - Though the day of my destiny's over, And the star of my fate hath declined, Thy soft heart refused to discover The faults which so many could find ; Though thy soul with my grief was acquainted, It shrunk not to share it with me, And the love which my spirit hath painted It never hath found but in thee.
Page 72 - Where grows ? — where grows it not ? If vain our toil, We ought to blame the culture, not the soil...
Page 144 - Have I not had to wrestle with my lot ? Have I not suffered things to be forgiven? Have I not had my brain seared, my heart riven, Hopes sapped, name blighted, Life's life lied away ? And only not to desperation driven, Because not altogether of such clay As rots into the souls of those whom I survey.
Page 297 - Time hath , my lord , a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion ; A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past ; which are devour'd As fast as they are made , forgot as soon As done.
Page 276 - OH happiness ! our being's end and aim ! Good, pleasure, ease, content ? whate'er thy name : That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die, Which still so near us, yet beyond us lies, O'er-look'd, seen double, by the fool, and wise.
Page 231 - A man should never be ashamed to own he has been in the wrong, which is but saying, in other words, that he is wiser to-day than he was yesterday.