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afraid amond Anne Townsend answered asked Bessy Bell better black lane bracelet brother called Cecilia cheese mites cherries child Cole continued Rosamond cried Godfrey cried Owen cried Rosamond dancing dear Laura dear Rosamond delight door Dudley Eger Egerton Abbey Elgin marbles exclaimed eyes father fault feel felt Folliott Brown foolish frey gamekeeper Garry Owen gentleman girl give glad Godfrey's good-natured hand happy hear heard hope horse hour hyacinths Kate knew laburnums lady laugh ma'am mamma manner Marianne Master Gerald minutes Miss mond morning mother never nosegay Orlando pain palanquin papa perhaps pinna pleased pleasure pony poor pray pretty quadrille rabbit recollect remember repeated replied ride ridiculous Rosa sister smiled soon sorry speak sure tell thank thing thought to-morrow told traveller turned walk wish woman words wrong young
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Page 111 - Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries — No more I weep. They do not sleep. On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, I see them sit, they linger yet, Avengers of their native land : With me in dreadful harmony they join, And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
Page 195 - I hear a voice, you cannot hear, Which says, I must not stay; I see a hand, you cannot see, Which beckons me away.
Page 208 - Crabbed age and youth cannot live together Youth is full of pleasance, age is full of care; Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather; Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare; Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short; Youth is nimble, age is lame; Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold; Youth is wild, and age is tame. Age, I do abhor thee; youth, I do adore thee; O...
Page 111 - Though, fanned by Conquest's crimson wing, They mock the air with idle state. Helm, nor hauberk's twisted mail, Nor e'en thy virtues, Tyrant, shall avail To save thy secret soul from nightly fears, From Cambria's curse, from Cambria's tears...
Page 82 - Thy arts of building from the bee receive; Learn of the mole to plough, the worm to weave; Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
Page 372 - " No, mother, he did not," said Robert ; for he was in hopes that when Frank came in he should persuade him to say that he did not do it.
Page 373 - I'll tell you what I will do for you — I will give you the little dog Trusty, to be your own dog. You shall feed him, and take care of him, and he shall be your dog; you have saved him a beating; and I'll answer for it you'll be a good master to him. Trusty, Trusty, come here.
Page 103 - I do not like you, Doctor Fell ; The reason why, I cannot tell; But this I know full well, I do not like you, Doctor Fell.
Page 113 - First with nice eye emerging Naiads cull From leathery pods the vegetable wool; With wiry teeth revolving cards release The tangled knots, and smooth the...
Page 112 - EVENING If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song, May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear, Like thy own solemn springs, Thy springs and dying gales...