...was so agitated I hardly knew what the French for lunch was. And then our conversation dropped : and the beating of my own heart was all the sound I heard. Lunch came. I couldn't eat a bit : I should have choked. Bessy ate plenty, and drank a glass of beer....

...brook flow — The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, No chirp of any bird, till annual food Fails for the craving hunger of the state I sat beneath the elm-tree ; I watch'd the long, long shade, And, as it grew still longer, I did not...

...the brook flow, The noisy wheel was still ; There was no burr of grasshopper, Nor chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm-tree, I watch'd the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not...

...one, Each on his golden throne; The evening wind passed by my cneck, The leaves above were stirred ; But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. Fast silent tears were flowing, When something stood behind ; A hand was on my shoulder, I knew its...

...the brook flow, the noisy wheel was still ; ) There was no burr of grasshopper, no chirp of any bird, But the beating of my own heart, was all the sound I heard. I sat beneath the elm tree, I watched the long, long shade, And as it grew still longer, I did not...

...thoughts Dotty was wretched again. She went to a window, drew back the damask curtain, and gazed out. " The night came on alone, The little stars sat, one by one, Bach on his golden throne." " Those stars twinkle like auntie's rings. Let's see : one was full of...

...instincts, unawares. The Men of Old. A man's best things are nearest him, Lie close about his feet. Ibid. The beating of my own heart Was all the sound I heard. / wandered by the Broohside. J. HOWARD PAYNE. 1792-1852. Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,...

...Nine o'clock struck. She could hear the heavy regular strokes borne past her on the breeze, still " He came not! No, he came not, The night came on alone." " Hot! By Jove! you wouldn't call this hot if you'd been in India, where the thermometer is 130 in...

...elm-tree ; I watched the long, long shade, And, as it grew still longer, I did not feel afraid ; For 1 listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, —...But the beating of my own heart Was all the sound 1 heard. He came not, — no, he came not, — The night came on alone, — The little stars sat one...

...did not feel afraid ; For I listened for a footfall, I listened for a word, — Hut the beating ^f my own heart Was all the sound I heard. He came not, — no, he cnme not, — The night mine on alone, — The little stars sat one by one, Koch on his golden throne;...