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Page 184
... Ryton . I cared nothing for what he might think of me . madness seemed to my proud , wrong - judging The idea of spirit , to be attended with a humiliation I would not bear . They might think me anything but mad . " You think me mad ...
... Ryton . I cared nothing for what he might think of me . madness seemed to my proud , wrong - judging The idea of spirit , to be attended with a humiliation I would not bear . They might think me anything but mad . " You think me mad ...
Page 185
... Ryton . " My poor Harold came in , he looked won- deringly and anxiously at me . " Have you been ill again ? " he asked . " I have never been ill in the way you have been taught to suppose ; Dr. Ryton , repeat to my husband what you ...
... Ryton . " My poor Harold came in , he looked won- deringly and anxiously at me . " Have you been ill again ? " he asked . " I have never been ill in the way you have been taught to suppose ; Dr. Ryton , repeat to my husband what you ...
Page 244
... pale kingdom of fear , God's angels have crowned a new comer ; She smiles from her beautiful sphere ; She calls me the morning is near . - " Let her alone , " I heard Dr. Ryton 244 " MY ANGEL LOVE . " - THE AUTUMNAL GUEST .
... pale kingdom of fear , God's angels have crowned a new comer ; She smiles from her beautiful sphere ; She calls me the morning is near . - " Let her alone , " I heard Dr. Ryton 244 " MY ANGEL LOVE . " - THE AUTUMNAL GUEST .
Page 245
... Ryton took them to his own house . But their absence retarded my recovery . When once my ceaseless cry to have them back had been heeded , I recov- ered my reason ; slowly , but surely , I grew quieter . My Aunt Aston had come to nurse ...
... Ryton took them to his own house . But their absence retarded my recovery . When once my ceaseless cry to have them back had been heeded , I recov- ered my reason ; slowly , but surely , I grew quieter . My Aunt Aston had come to nurse ...
Page 246
... Ryton stood between me and the setting consolation . I heard , but heeded not at all . moon . My heart stood still ; what tidings ! My grief was fierce and passionate at first ; I " She sleeps , you must not go in to her . We laid the ...
... Ryton stood between me and the setting consolation . I heard , but heeded not at all . moon . My heart stood still ; what tidings ! My grief was fierce and passionate at first ; I " She sleeps , you must not go in to her . We laid the ...
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Page 134 - I come from haunts of coot and hern, I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps, a little town, And half a hundred bridges.
Page 16 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies; The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight. Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Page 33 - There is but one With whom she has heart to be gay. When will the dancers leave her alone? She is weary of dance and play." Now half to the setting moon are gone, And half to the rising day; Low on the sand and loud on the stone The last wheel echoes away.
Page 346 - tis certain ; very sure, very sure : death, as the Psalmist saith, is certain to all ; all shall die.
Page 134 - I CHATTER over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on for ever.
Page 33 - She is coming, my dove, my dear; She is corning, my life, my fate; The red rose cries, "She is near, she is near"; And the white rose weeps, "She is late"; The larkspur listens, "I hear, I hear"; And the lily whispers, "I wait.
Page 30 - Sooner or later I too may passively take the print Of the golden age - why not? I have neither hope nor trust; May make my heart as a millstone, set my face as a flint, Cheat and be cheated, and die: who knows? we are ashes and dust.
Page 33 - For the black bat, night, has flown, Come into the garden, Maud, I am here at the gate alone ; And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad, And the musk of the rose is blown.
Page 33 - For ever and ever, mine.' VI And the soul of the rose went into my blood, As the music clash'd in the hall ; And long by the garden lake I stood, For I heard your rivulet fall From the lake to the meadow and on to the wood, Our wood, that is dearer than all...
Page 127 - A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales, that from ye blow, A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing, My weary soul they seem...