Avillion, and other tales, by the author of 'Olive'.Smith, Elder, 1853 |
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7. oldal
... lifted my- self from her enclasping arms . " Lilias , " I cried , " this must not be . You would give me life , and I you - death . I dare not take the boon . " She arose ; quick blushes diffused her face and neck , and then faded away ...
... lifted my- self from her enclasping arms . " Lilias , " I cried , " this must not be . You would give me life , and I you - death . I dare not take the boon . " She arose ; quick blushes diffused her face and neck , and then faded away ...
22. oldal
... lifted her voice and prayed - the widow's first prayer . Yet it began with a thanksgiving . She thanked Heaven for all I had been to her ; for the love which had awakened her girlhood's soul , calling into life its strength , joy , and ...
... lifted her voice and prayed - the widow's first prayer . Yet it began with a thanksgiving . She thanked Heaven for all I had been to her ; for the love which had awakened her girlhood's soul , calling into life its strength , joy , and ...
23. oldal
... lifted hands were stretched , thither her eyes were turned ; and I , yet prisoned in that dull clay , mourned not that she regarded it no more , but rejoiced in the immortal strength and purity of the devotion which had loved , not my ...
... lifted hands were stretched , thither her eyes were turned ; and I , yet prisoned in that dull clay , mourned not that she regarded it no more , but rejoiced in the immortal strength and purity of the devotion which had loved , not my ...
27. oldal
... lifting up - a plunge - and I sank down , down- into the yawning ocean - hell . CHAPTER IV . I BELIEVE that death itself — the real parting of soul and body - is less horrible than many tortures , not only mental but corporeal , which ...
... lifting up - a plunge - and I sank down , down- into the yawning ocean - hell . CHAPTER IV . I BELIEVE that death itself — the real parting of soul and body - is less horrible than many tortures , not only mental but corporeal , which ...
33. oldal
... lifted his head with a noble pride . " I was King of Ithaca ; I am Ulysses . That name , which the Divine Spirit caused to be much honoured on earth , follows me here . My petty kingdom is forgotten ; but Ulysses , the true Ulysses ...
... lifted his head with a noble pride . " I was King of Ithaca ; I am Ulysses . That name , which the Divine Spirit caused to be much honoured on earth , follows me here . My petty kingdom is forgotten ; but Ulysses , the true Ulysses ...
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Andrea angel answered arms Avillion beautiful beheld beloved blessed brother brow Bruges Calderwood calm child clasped cried CURRER BELL Cyril dark daughter David Calderwood dead dear death dream Earl of Gowrie earth eyes face father feeling felt Galahad gentle George Surlan grew Haarlem hand Happy Isles heard heart heaven Hilda honoured human husband Jane Eyre Jenny King knew lady Laertes Laurentius Lettice Lettice's Leuthold Auerbach Lilias lips listened living looked Lord Gowrie Lucia maiden Marie master Merlin mother murmured never night noble once pale passed Patrick Ruthven peace poor prison rest round Roundhead SECOND BURMESE WAR seemed shadow smile sorrow soul spirit spoke STONES OF VENICE stood Sutton sweet tears tell tender thee things thou art thought tone Ulysses uncon voice W. M. THACKERAY wife woman words young youth
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51. oldal - For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling. I will walk before the Lord in the land of the living.
212. oldal - Still roll ; where all the aspects of misery Predominate; whose strong effects are such As he must bear, being powerless to redress; And that unless above himself he can Erect himself, how poor a thing is man...
282. oldal - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy Power which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent; This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful and free; This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory!
1. oldal - But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seest — if indeed I go — (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the...
257. oldal - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime; And, departing, leave behind us Footprints on the sands of time." "Footprints, that perhaps another Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother Seeing, shall take heart again.