Noel D'Auvergne: A NovelR. Washbourne, 1869 - 496 Seiten |
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... Once more , and once for all , will I do ? Answer me , Mary ! " And Madeleine's brown orbs rested beseechingly upon her gentle sister , who , already dressed , was waiting , quietly standing beside the toilette - table . Mary replied ...
... Once more , and once for all , will I do ? Answer me , Mary ! " And Madeleine's brown orbs rested beseechingly upon her gentle sister , who , already dressed , was waiting , quietly standing beside the toilette - table . Mary replied ...
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... once , especially Mary , who , bending over her mother , and folding her arms around her , pressed her lips to those of Mrs. Leyne for well - nigh half a minute . The drawing - room door closed at length behind them , and they were gone ...
... once , especially Mary , who , bending over her mother , and folding her arms around her , pressed her lips to those of Mrs. Leyne for well - nigh half a minute . The drawing - room door closed at length behind them , and they were gone ...
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... once to the lecture , or we shall surely be somewhat late . Though that does not matter much , " he added , " we'll trust to the charitable short - sightedness of dear Doctor A. " D'Auvergne , going straightway into another ad- joining ...
... once to the lecture , or we shall surely be somewhat late . Though that does not matter much , " he added , " we'll trust to the charitable short - sightedness of dear Doctor A. " D'Auvergne , going straightway into another ad- joining ...
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... once belonged to his wife's family . Madame D'Auvergne first met her future husband in Italy , where they were in the same year married . " I was born in Paris , " Noel said to his friend ; " poor Mary in a charming country residence ...
... once belonged to his wife's family . Madame D'Auvergne first met her future husband in Italy , where they were in the same year married . " I was born in Paris , " Noel said to his friend ; " poor Mary in a charming country residence ...
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... once more . The morning sunbeam throws dust - laden light on bare benches . The only remnant of the batch of students and of their genial - mannered lecturer , is yonder caricature , sketched by some un- developed Hogarth in prominent ...
... once more . The morning sunbeam throws dust - laden light on bare benches . The only remnant of the batch of students and of their genial - mannered lecturer , is yonder caricature , sketched by some un- developed Hogarth in prominent ...
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Adelaide amongst answered asked Baronet barrister beautiful bless blush brother carriage child countenance Cross crowned D'Auvergne's Dashbrook dead dear death Dolores door Dublin earth Everton exclaimed eyes face flowers friends gave gentle GERALD GRIFFIN girl glance glided graceful Hampstead hand happy Harold Leyne heard heart heaven Honourable O'Malley Oranmore human husband Ireland Irish Killarney knew labour Lady Marguerita Lady Summervale leine Leyne's light lips listening live London look Lord Summervale Madeleine Leyne Madeleine's married Mary Leyne Mary's Middleton mind Miss Leyne morning mother never night noble Noel d'Auvergne once Oran Oranmore's Park Lane peace poor portmanteau replied rience seat silent Sir Rutherford sister smile sorrow soul stood sweet tears tell Tenby thing thought told Tom Middleton true truth voice waiting wife woman words York cemetery young
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Seite 317 - Howe'er it be, it seems to me 'Tis only noble to be good. Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.
Seite 288 - Not to a rage. Patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once: her smiles and tears Were like, a better way.
Seite 369 - And noble arch in proud decay, Look o'er this vale of vintage-bowers ; But one thing want these banks of Rhine, — Thy gentle hand to clasp in mine...
Seite 459 - But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still...
Seite 111 - A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...
Seite 254 - All in the wild March-morning I heard the angels call ; It was when the moon was setting, and the dark was over all ; The trees began to whisper, and the wind began to roll, And in the wild March-morning I heard them call my soul.
Seite 329 - From the nations' airy navies grappling in the central blue ; - Far along the world-wide whisper of the south-wind rushing warm, With the standards of the peoples plunging thro' the thunder-storm ; Till the war-drum throbb'd no longer, and the battle-flags were furl'd In the Parliament of man, the Federation of the world. There the common sense of most shall hold a fretful realm in awe, And the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law. So I triumph'd, ere my passion sweeping thro...
Seite 395 - Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die, Into the valley of Death Rode the six hundred.
Seite 78 - And as the dove to far Palmyra flying From where her native founts of Antioch beam, Weary, exhausted, longing, panting, sighing, Lights sadly at the desert's bitter stream ; So many a soul, o'er life's drear desert faring, Love's pure congenial spring unfound, unquaffed, Suffers — recoils — then thirsty and despairing Of what it would, descends and sips the nearest draught ! * MARIA Go WEN BROOKS (MARIA DEL OCCIDENTE).