Sketches of Married LifeHilliard Gray, and Company, 1838 - 304 páginas |
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... Willy in his nursery , lest he should make a noise . When I can bear it no longer , I go out , or I should go mad ; every thing is so dull , so solemn , so strange . My husband insists upon accepting every invitation ; but when it is ...
... Willy in his nursery , lest he should make a noise . When I can bear it no longer , I go out , or I should go mad ; every thing is so dull , so solemn , so strange . My husband insists upon accepting every invitation ; but when it is ...
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... Willy . I have no right to anything so angelic . O , why was I ever Bless you ! Heaven obliged to leave you ? bless you ! Still remember and love your old playmate . Come what will , let me still be your dear FANNY . A few weeks after ...
... Willy . I have no right to anything so angelic . O , why was I ever Bless you ! Heaven obliged to leave you ? bless you ! Still remember and love your old playmate . Come what will , let me still be your dear FANNY . A few weeks after ...
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... Willy's birth - day . The day of her son's birth ought to be a mother's holiday . Alas ! there is no holiday in our house , none in my heart . Three years ago when the first sound of my child's voice fell on my ear , it seemed to me ...
... Willy's birth - day . The day of her son's birth ought to be a mother's holiday . Alas ! there is no holiday in our house , none in my heart . Three years ago when the first sound of my child's voice fell on my ear , it seemed to me ...
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... Willy ! he has just come softly up to me and kissed my hand , and says , " Your hand is cold , mother , leave off and dance and sing with me . " What shall I sing ? " There was a maid in Bedlam ? That is a sad was . song ; oh , no , it ...
... Willy ! he has just come softly up to me and kissed my hand , and says , " Your hand is cold , mother , leave off and dance and sing with me . " What shall I sing ? " There was a maid in Bedlam ? That is a sad was . song ; oh , no , it ...
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... Willy ! That might please his father , perhaps . If I were to minister to my husband with my own hands , perhaps he would notice me as much as he does his shoe - black . At any rate , bodily labor might divert this terrible pain in my ...
... Willy ! That might please his father , perhaps . If I were to minister to my husband with my own hands , perhaps he would notice me as much as he does his shoe - black . At any rate , bodily labor might divert this terrible pain in my ...
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Amy's answer asked baby bear beau ideal beautiful better blessing Boston called calm champaign child daugh dear Amy dear Fanny dear father doctor duty Edward and Amy eyes face faithful father fault fear feel felt forgive friends give glad green islands hand happy Hawkins hear heard heart hope horse husband Jerry knew lady laugh leave live look Lovell lover ma'am manner marriage mind misery Miss Amy morning mother never opinion pain party passed perfectly perhaps pity pleasure poor promise quiet replied Amy replied Fanny rich Roberts Robinette Ruth seemed Selmar silent SKETCHES OF MARRIED soon sorrow sorry soul speak spirit strange suffer suppose sure talk tears tell thing thought tion told trifle true trust truth Weston wife Willy wisest and best wish woman words wrong
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Página 63 - Possessions vanish, and opinions change, And Passions hold a fluctuating seat: But, by the storms of circumstance unshaken, And subject neither to eclipse nor wane, Duty exists; — immutably survive, For our support, the measures and the forms, Which an abstract Intelligence supplies; Whose kingdom is, where Time and Space are not...
Página 130 - Hey, my kitten, hey, my kitten, And hey, my kitten, my deary ! Such a sweet pet as this Was neither far nor neary. Here we go up, up, up, And here we go down, down, down, And here we go backwards and forwards, And here we go round, round, roundy.
Página 151 - 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.
Página 137 - To come and go with tidings from the heart, As it a running messenger had been.
Página 75 - Extends her liberal hand to all. " By Sympathy's untutor'd voice Be taught her social laws to keep ; Rejoice with them that do rejoice, And weep with them that weep. " The heart that bleeds for others' woes, Shall feel each selfish sorrow less ; His breast who happiness bestows, Reflected happiness shall bless.
Página 296 - The wind was hushed, And to the beach, each slowly lifted wave, Creeping with silver curl, just kissed the shore, And slept in silence.
Página 145 - The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar, The damsel paces along the shore ; The billows they tumble with might, with might; And she flings out her voice to the darksome night ; Her bosom is swelling with sorrow ; The world it is empty, the heart will die, There's nothing to wish for beneath the sky : Thou Holy One, call thy child away ! I've lived and loved, and that was to-day — Make ready my grave-clothes to-morrow...
Página 199 - gird up the loins" of our affection. It will not be child's play, but he who wants a religion of child's play must not seek the companionship of Christ. The Master spake of cutting off the right hand and plucking out the right eye, and the bleeding figure has reference to the severing of relationships and the disentangling of well-established affections.
Página 297 - Thou hadst no home, green land ! For the fair creature from her bosom gone, With life's first flowers just opening in her hand, And all the lovely thoughts and dreams unknown, Which in its clear eye shone Like the spring's wakening...