James Gordon's Wife: A Novel ...D. Appleton & Company, 1871 - 174 pages |
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... suppose there is a room which he— ” " Can ' ave ? Oh , certainly . Mr. Godfrey's room , just as he left it . I will give orders . " " Mr. Godfrey's room ! " exclaimed Oliv “ Who is Mr. Godfrey ? " Mrs. Barber was about to answer ; and ...
... suppose there is a room which he— ” " Can ' ave ? Oh , certainly . Mr. Godfrey's room , just as he left it . I will give orders . " " Mr. Godfrey's room ! " exclaimed Oliv “ Who is Mr. Godfrey ? " Mrs. Barber was about to answer ; and ...
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... suppose , for Mr. Godfrey ? " 66 Yes ; and Charlie will begin as his curate . Charlie hopes to be ordained next Christmas ; but that is a long while , isn't it , to wait , before I see him again ? " " You have known him a long time ...
... suppose , for Mr. Godfrey ? " 66 Yes ; and Charlie will begin as his curate . Charlie hopes to be ordained next Christmas ; but that is a long while , isn't it , to wait , before I see him again ? " " You have known him a long time ...
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... suppose ? " she ourselves ! " exclaimed Olivia . But Gabrielle answered , shyly . " To Holt's farm and back ? Ten miles ! Why by her , he turned to Olivia , and , during the re- did you go so early ? " I fear you would not have much ...
... suppose ? " she ourselves ! " exclaimed Olivia . But Gabrielle answered , shyly . " To Holt's farm and back ? Ten miles ! Why by her , he turned to Olivia , and , during the re- did you go so early ? " I fear you would not have much ...
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... suppose it would be too much to ask the smile . nature of that something ? " " I'll tell you what , Gabrielle , " pursued James , kindling into sudden warmth ; " such a death as you describe might be very pretty , and very sentimental ...
... suppose it would be too much to ask the smile . nature of that something ? " " I'll tell you what , Gabrielle , " pursued James , kindling into sudden warmth ; " such a death as you describe might be very pretty , and very sentimental ...
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... suppose you send down to the vicarage , and ask whether Mrs. Edgecumbe will come with us ? She is al- ways complaining of the difficulty of getting into Rotherbridge . " " Yes , and Bradley is selling off , by - the - by . best to make ...
... suppose you send down to the vicarage , and ask whether Mrs. Edgecumbe will come with us ? She is al- ways complaining of the difficulty of getting into Rotherbridge . " " Yes , and Bradley is selling off , by - the - by . best to make ...
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Page 133 - N., to my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part, according to God's holy ordinance; and thereto I plight thee my troth.
Page 28 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Page 25 - Nay! not so much as out of bed; When all the birds have matins said, And sung their thankful hymns; 'tis sin, Nay, profanation to keep in, When as a thousand virgins on this day Spring, sooner than the lark, to fetch in May.
Page 92 - Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea, But sad mortality o'ersways their power, How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea, Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
Page 67 - In a drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy brook, Thy bubblings ne'er remember Apollo's summer look ; But with a sweet forgetting, They stay their crystal fretting, Never, never petting About the frozen time. Ah ! would 'twere so with many A gentle girl and boy! But were there ever any Writhed not at passed joy? To know the change and feel it, When there is none to heal it Nor numbed sense to steal it — Was never said in rhyme.
Page 105 - Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides. Come, and trip it as you go On the light fantastic toe...
Page 73 - BACKWARD, turn backward, O Time, in your flight, Make me a child again, just for to-night! Mother, come back from the echoless shore, Take me again to your heart as of yore; Kiss from my forehead the furrows of care, Smooth the few silver threads out of my hair; Over my slumbers your loving watch keep;— Rock me to sleep, mother, — rock me to sleep!
Page 92 - When I have seen the hungry ocean gain Advantage on the kingdom of the shore, And the firm soil win of the watery main, Increasing store with loss and loss with store; When I have seen such interchange of state, Or state itself confounded to decay; Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate, That Time will come and take my love away. This thought is as a death, which cannot choose But weep to have that which it fears to lose.
Page 133 - THE voice that breathed o'er Eden, That earliest wedding-day, The primal marriage blessing, It hath not passed away. Still in the pure espousal Of Christian man and maid, The holy Three are with us, The threefold grace is said.
Page 6 - ... thoughts within me rise, When I behold afar, Suspended in the evening skies, The shield of that red star.