The Dennes of Daundelyonn, Band 3Smith, Elder, 1859 |
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... kind , fussy , vulgar wife , with our old friend and favourite , Miss Crockett , generally completed the circle . " What train did you come by , Sophie ? " asked Sir Brutus , as dessert was placed upon the table ( he never voluntarily ...
... kind , fussy , vulgar wife , with our old friend and favourite , Miss Crockett , generally completed the circle . " What train did you come by , Sophie ? " asked Sir Brutus , as dessert was placed upon the table ( he never voluntarily ...
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... run of one hour and twenty minutes , at Gander's Green . " The ladies did not remain any longer to enjoy the benefit of further stories of this thrilling kind ; for neither Angelica , Miss Crockett , nor myself , FRESHFIELD . 11.
... run of one hour and twenty minutes , at Gander's Green . " The ladies did not remain any longer to enjoy the benefit of further stories of this thrilling kind ; for neither Angelica , Miss Crockett , nor myself , FRESHFIELD . 11.
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... kind . " I ran upstairs , poor old Fuss by my side . The great staircase was lighted as usual , but the long gallery , into which the principal bed- rooms opened , was comparatively dim . Over Angelica's door , which was at the very end ...
... kind . " I ran upstairs , poor old Fuss by my side . The great staircase was lighted as usual , but the long gallery , into which the principal bed- rooms opened , was comparatively dim . Over Angelica's door , which was at the very end ...
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... kind and gentle pres- sure , expressive at once of sympathy and protec- tion . He then returned to Sir Brutus , who sat on the sofa in stony abstractedness , with Fuss in his lap , looking eagerly into the cold , cavernous ashes FOR ...
... kind and gentle pres- sure , expressive at once of sympathy and protec- tion . He then returned to Sir Brutus , who sat on the sofa in stony abstractedness , with Fuss in his lap , looking eagerly into the cold , cavernous ashes FOR ...
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... as to receive lithographed intimations of a misery of this kind ; that is why I am writing these notes . " " Sir Brutus has gone out , dear Miss Crockett , " I remarked ; " where can he have gone ? 48 THE DENNES OF DAUNDELYONN .
... as to receive lithographed intimations of a misery of this kind ; that is why I am writing these notes . " " Sir Brutus has gone out , dear Miss Crockett , " I remarked ; " where can he have gone ? 48 THE DENNES OF DAUNDELYONN .
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66 My dear altered Angelica arity Aunt Barbara barrel organs Belgravia better bless Canterbury Cloyne Colonel Arden cousin cried Dandelion Daunde Daundelyonn dear Miss Crockett dear uncle death desolate dinner door dread dress Dubben Dundrum Edwy Eric Eric's Ernest Ernie exclaimed eyes face fear feel felt Fenton Florence Freshfield Fuss garden glad gone hand heart Holdworthy hope hour inquired Isle of Thanet Jenny Wren Jermin knew Lady Bouverie laudanum leave light look Lord Donaghadee ma'am memory mind Minster Miss Sophie morning never night once Otho pale Park Lane pause perhaps Phoebe pleasure poor Angelica's poor uncle remarked remember replied silent Sir Brutus Sir James Carnegie Soph sorrow sudden suddenly sure tell things thought to-morrow tone Twins Uncle Edward voice vols Whirlingham window words
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Seite 60 - Seeking to find the old familiar faces. Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert not thou born in my father's dwelling? So might we talk of the old familiar faces. How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me ; all are departed ; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Seite 60 - ... the old familiar faces. I loved a Love once, fairest among women : Closed are her doors on me, I must not see her, — All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
Seite 185 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.
Seite 179 - THERE'S not a look, a word of thine My soul hath e'er forgot ; Thou ne'er hast bid a ringlet shine, Nor given thy locks one graceful twine, Which I remember not...
Seite 266 - DOUBLEDAY. 2 vols. FRIENDS OF BOHEMIA ; OR, PHASES OF LONDON LIFE. By EM WHITTY, Author of "The Governing Classes.
Seite 266 - The style is natural, and displays considerable dramatic power."— Critic. " It is a well concocted tale, and will be very palatable to novel readers.'*— Morning Post.
Seite 265 - THE CRUELEST WRONG OF ALL. By the Author of "Margaret ; or, Prejudice at Home.
Seite 88 - Past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart ! and cease repining ; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining ; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.
Seite 79 - Enough ! it boots not on the past to dwell : Fair scene of other years, a long farewell ! Rouse up, my soul ! it boots not to repine ; Rouse up ! for worthier feelings should be thine. Thy path is plain and straight ; that light is given ; Onward in faith, and leave the rest to Heaven.