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... Burtonshaw . To make her reception all , the more solemn , Mrs. Lancaster had appointed it to be in her great drawing - room , where all the chairs were " I think it is like a princess , " said Zaidee ; in pinafores . Mrs. Burtonshaw ...
... Burtonshaw . To make her reception all , the more solemn , Mrs. Lancaster had appointed it to be in her great drawing - room , where all the chairs were " I think it is like a princess , " said Zaidee ; in pinafores . Mrs. Burtonshaw ...
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... Burtonshaw while she gazed on everything be told ; for I will never be a burden on them around her . So Mrs. Burtonshaw , finding so again . ' good a listener , was led to tell Zaidee a great deal of her family history , and had not yet ...
... Burtonshaw while she gazed on everything be told ; for I will never be a burden on them around her . So Mrs. Burtonshaw , finding so again . ' good a listener , was led to tell Zaidee a great deal of her family history , and had not yet ...
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... Burtonshaw . " That is my Sylvo ! there new order of things there may be now . I don't is the carriage to take us home ! " cries the old live with them , you know , my dear , but I do lady , her anxiety disappearing in joyful excite ...
... Burtonshaw . " That is my Sylvo ! there new order of things there may be now . I don't is the carriage to take us home ! " cries the old live with them , you know , my dear , but I do lady , her anxiety disappearing in joyful excite ...
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... Burtonshaw . Is that Mary ? is she ? -where did you find her ? -and Mrs. But , alas ! if appearances are true , it ... Burtonshaw's sister ; and that is necessary , aunt . And what am I to do there is Mr. Cumberland , shrugging his thin ...
... Burtonshaw . Is that Mary ? is she ? -where did you find her ? -and Mrs. But , alas ! if appearances are true , it ... Burtonshaw's sister ; and that is necessary , aunt . And what am I to do there is Mr. Cumberland , shrugging his thin ...
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... Burtonshaw strangers , " said Mrs. Burtonshaw . She has jealously inspected the contents of her plate . no friends - she is quite alone ; and I promised It's potatoes , " cried Mrs. Burtonshaw , turn- that you would like her my love ...
... Burtonshaw strangers , " said Mrs. Burtonshaw . She has jealously inspected the contents of her plate . no friends - she is quite alone ; and I promised It's potatoes , " cried Mrs. Burtonshaw , turn- that you would like her my love ...
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Page 1 - In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened.
Page 161 - Though storms be sudden, and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning. Three corpses lay out on the shining sands In the morning gleam as the tide went down, And the women are weeping and wringing their hands For those who will never come back to the town; For men must work, and women must weep, And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep — And good-bye to the bar and its moaning.
Page 172 - THE thoughts are strange that crowd into my brain, While I look upward to thee. It would seem As if God poured thee from His hollow hand, And hung His bow upon thine awful front; And spoke in that loud voice, which seemed to him Who dwelt in Patmos for his Saviour's sake, The sound of many waters ; and had bade Thy flood to chronicle the ages back, And notch His centuries in the eternal rocks.
Page 172 - And what are we, That hear the question of that voice sublime? Oh, what are all the notes that ever rung From war's vain trumpet, by thy thundering side ? Yea, what is all the riot man can make In his short life, to thy unceasing roar? And yet, bold babbler, what art thou to Him Who drowned a world, and heaped the waters far Above its loftiest mountains ? — a light wave, That breaks, and whispers of its Maker's might.
Page 78 - And bore him to a chapel nigh the field, A broken chancel with a broken cross, That stood on a dark strait of barren land. On one side lay the Ocean, and on one Lay a great water, and the moon was full.
Page vi - The days of our years are threescore years and ten ; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow ; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
Page 174 - Thee disposed into congenial soils Stands each attractive plant, and sucks and swells The juicy tide ; a twining mass of tubes.
Page 44 - Had I but all of them, thee and thy treasures, What a wild crowd of invisible pleasures! To carry pure death in an earring, a casket, A signet, a fan-mount, a filigree basket!
Page 87 - ... commanded the master gunner, whom he knew to be a most resolute man, to split and sink the ship; that thereby nothing might remain of glory or victory to the Spaniards, seeing in so many hours' fight and with so great a navy they were not able to take her, having had fifteen hours...
Page 81 - Raby there was slain, Whose prowess did surmount. For Witherington needs must I wail As one in doleful dumps ; For when his legs were smitten off, He fought upon his stumps.