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This book was in one word: Delightful.I loved getting lost in the innocence of the era.
I longed for and vividly imagined the surroundings.
A classic and innocent Love Story.
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answered arms asked Batterly began Bell beneath bird blue breath cabin called Captain cedar cheeks child close cried Dale David David Dale dear don't door dream dropped eyes face Father feel feet felt fire flowers forward gave gipsy girl give glance gone green grew Haidee hair half hand hard head heard heart held Hidden Lake hour Joey Joey's kitchen knew laughed letter lifted light lips live looked mind morning never night once passed pine pink poor present reached replied river rose seemed shook shoulder side sleep smiled soon sound speak spoke spring steps stood strange suddenly sure tears tell things thought told took tree turned village voice walked Wanza watched window woman wonder woods
Page 150 - I have said that the soul is not more than the body, And I have said that the body is not more than the soul, And nothing, not God, is greater to one than one's self is, And whoever walks a furlong without sympathy walks to his own funeral drest in his shroud, And I or you pocketless of a dime may purchase the pick of the earth, And to glance with an eye or show a bean in its pod confounds the learning of all times, And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero...
Page 325 - Oh, dry your eyes ! For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies — Shed no tear. Overhead! look overhead! 'Mong the blossoms white and red — Look up, look up. I flutter now On this flush pomegranate bough.
Page 187 - May bedecks the naked trees With tassels and embroideries, And many blue-eyed violets beam Along the edges of the stream, I hear a voice that seems to say, Now near at hand, now far away, " Witchery — witchery — witchery." An incantation so serene, So innocent, befits the scene: There's magic in that small bird's note — See, there he flits — the Yellow-throat; A living sunbeam, tipped with wings, A spark of light that shines and sings " Witchery — witchery — witchery.
Page 110 - Marna with the wind's will, Daughter of the sea! Marna of the quick disdain, Starting at the dream of stain! At a smile with love aglow, At a frown a statued woe, Standing pinnacled in pain Till a kiss sets free!
Page 108 - WANDER-LOVERS. Down the world with Marna! That's the life for me! Wandering with the wandering wind, Vagabond and unconfined! Roving with the roving rain Its unboundaried domain! Kith and kin of wander-kind, Children of the sea!
Page 336 - ... a frown a statued woe, Standing pinnacled in pain Till a kiss sets free! Down the world with Marna, Daughter of the fire! Marna of the deathless hope, Still alert to win new scope Where the wings of life may spread For a flight unhazarded! Dreaming of the speech to cope With the heart's desire! Marna of the far quest After the divine! Striving ever for some goal Past the blunder-god's control!
Page 360 - How do I love thee ? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right ; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, —...
Page 109 - At a smile with love aglow, At a frown a statued woe, Standing pinnacled in pain Till a kiss sets free! Down the world with Marna, Daughter of the fire! Marna of the deathless hope, Still alert to win new scope Where the wings of life may spread For a flight unhazarded! Dreaming of the speech to cope With the heart's desire!