'Airy Fairy Lilian'Smith, Elder, & Company, 1886 - 423 σελίδες |
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Σελίδα 13
... voices in the hall distract her thoughts . The sounds make her face brighten and bring a smile to her lips . ' The boys ' are coming . She draws the teacups a little nearer to her and makes a gentle fuss over the spoons . A light laugh ...
... voices in the hall distract her thoughts . The sounds make her face brighten and bring a smile to her lips . ' The boys ' are coming . She draws the teacups a little nearer to her and makes a gentle fuss over the spoons . A light laugh ...
Σελίδα 20
... voice- Miss Chesney would prefer the dogcart or the > ' My dear Cyril ! Of course you must meet her in the carriage , ' says his mother in the shocked tone that usually ends all disputes . ' So be it . I give in . Though when I arrive ...
... voice- Miss Chesney would prefer the dogcart or the > ' My dear Cyril ! Of course you must meet her in the carriage , ' says his mother in the shocked tone that usually ends all disputes . ' So be it . I give in . Though when I arrive ...
Σελίδα 27
... voice , that is now rather impetuous and suggests rising indignation . Wicked little wretch ! He shall have a good whipping for this . Dirty litle dog ' - ( this to the black terrier , in a tone of reproachful disgust ) —not to want his ...
... voice , that is now rather impetuous and suggests rising indignation . Wicked little wretch ! He shall have a good whipping for this . Dirty litle dog ' - ( this to the black terrier , in a tone of reproachful disgust ) —not to want his ...
Σελίδα 31
... voice at his elbow , and turning he beholds a lovely childish face upturned somewhat timidly to his . ' Miss Chesney ? ' he asks with hesitation , being mindful of his late defeat . 6 ' Yes , ' smiling . It is for me , then , you are ...
... voice at his elbow , and turning he beholds a lovely childish face upturned somewhat timidly to his . ' Miss Chesney ? ' he asks with hesitation , being mindful of his late defeat . 6 ' Yes , ' smiling . It is for me , then , you are ...
Σελίδα 34
... voice in the hall inquiring where his mother is , and , rising to her feet , she makes ready to receive the new ward . She has put on what she fondly hopes is a particu- larly gracious air , but which is in reality a palpable mixture of ...
... voice in the hall inquiring where his mother is , and , rising to her feet , she makes ready to receive the new ward . She has put on what she fondly hopes is a particu- larly gracious air , but which is in reality a palpable mixture of ...
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Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
admiration ANNE BRONTË Archie Arlington arms asks Lilian Auntie beauty Bellair blush Boileau Cecilia CHARLOTTE BRONTË charming cheeks Chesney's Chetwoode's child chune coming Cottage cousin dare dear dinner door eau de Cologne eyes face faint fancy fear feel fingers flowers forgive gazing gently give glad glance growing guardian Guy's hair half hand happy hate head hear heart Heskett hope kiss Lady Chet laugh light lips look Mabel marriage marry Medes meerschaum mind minutes Miss Beauchamp morning mother Musgrave never night Nurse pale pause perhaps poor pretty replies returns Saracen says Cyril says Guy says Lady Chetwoode says Lilian says Miss Chesney says Taffy sigh silent Sir Guy smile soft speak standing Steyne sure sweet tears tell tender thing thought tone Trant turning voice walk WILKIE COLLINS window wish woman wonder word young
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Σελίδα 228 - The starry host, rode brightest, till the Moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveiled her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
Σελίδα 59 - Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Σελίδα 200 - The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle. Why not I with thine?-— See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another...
Σελίδα 356 - THE flower that smiles to-day To-morrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies. What is this world's delight? Lightning that mocks the night, Brief even as bright.
Σελίδα 297 - Silently one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven, Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Σελίδα 266 - HE that loves a rosy cheek, Or a coral lip admires, Or from starlike eyes doth seek Fuel to maintain his fires ; As old Time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires, Hearts with equal love combined, Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes...
Σελίδα 341 - ... thanks to Heaven, I am not a beggar!" "No kindred and no friends!" repeated the old man. "No father — no brother — no wife — no sister!'' "None! No one to care whether I live or die," answered the stranger, with a mixture of pride and sadness in his voice. " But, as the song has it : " ' I care for nobody— no, not I, For nobody cares for me...
Σελίδα 372 - How like a winter hath my absence been From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen! What old December's bareness everywhere! And yet this time removed was summer's time; The teeming autumn, big with rich increase, Bearing the wanton burden of the prime, Like widow'd wombs after their lords...
Σελίδα 404 - E'en death to die for thee. Thou art my life, my love, my heart, The very eyes of me: And hast command of every part, To live and die for thee.
Σελίδα 264 - And husband nature's riches from expense ; They are the lords and owners of their faces, Others but stewards of their excellence. The summer's flower is to the summer sweet, Though to itself it only live and die, But if that flower with base infection meet, The basest weed outbraves his dignity : For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds ; Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.