Mrs. Geoffrey: A NovelLippincott, 1881 - 331 pages |
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Allspice arms asks Mona Bantry Bay beauty beneath betray breath Brian Scully Captain Rodney charming cold comes dance Darling dear Dorothy Dublin earnestly eyes face faint fashion fear feel gayly gaze Geof Geoffrey's George Rodney girl give glad glance goes gown growing hand happy head heard heart hope hour Ireland Irish Is-is Jack Jack Robinson Killarney Lady Lilias laugh lays lightly lips look marry mean Mickey Miss Mona Mona's mother never night once pale Paul Rodney pause perhaps poor pretty returns Rodney's round says Doatie says Geoffrey says Lady Rodney says Mona says Nolly says the duchess says Violet Scully sha'n't sigh silent Sir Nicholas sitting slowly smile soft softly soul speak speech standing sure sweet Tam O'Shanter hat tears tell tender thing thought Tim Ryan touch turns voice walk woman word young
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Page 171 - Her feet beneath her petticoat Like little mice stole in and out, As if they feared the light: But, oh ! she dances such a way— No sun upon an Easter day Is half so fine a sight.
Page 330 - So every spirit, as it is most pure, And hath in it the more of heavenly light, So it the fairer body doth procure To habit in, and it more fairly dight, With cheerful grace and amiable sight. For, of the soul, the body form doth take, For soul is form, and doth the body make.
Page 24 - Beauty is but a vain and doubtful good, A shining gloss that fadeth suddenly ; A flower that dies, when first it 'gins to bud ; A brittle glass, that's broken presently : A doubtful good, a gloss, a glass, a flower, Lost, faded, broken, dead within an hour.
Page 66 - The cold chaste Moon, the Queen of Heaven's bright isles, Who makes all beautiful on which she smiles, That wandering shrine of soft yet icy flame Which ever is transformed, yet still the same, And warms not but illumines.
Page 94 - A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility : Do more bewitch me, than when art Is too precise in every part.
Page 114 - I have pass'da miserable night, So full of fearful dreams, of ugly sights, That, as I am a Christian faithful man, I would not spend another such a night, Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days : So full of dismal terror was the time.
Page 227 - Hill, valley, grove, and town. There has not been a sound to-day To break the calm of nature; Nor motion, I might almost say, Of life or living creature...