A Thing of Beauty, Volumen1Hurst and Blackett, Publishers, 1877 - 255 páginas |
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... soft , clinging grey , that reclines in an easy- chair within a vine - draped , rose - hung verandah . Val jumps down from her lofty perch in a trice , with more of alacrity than grace characterising her movement , and rushing across ...
... soft , clinging grey , that reclines in an easy- chair within a vine - draped , rose - hung verandah . Val jumps down from her lofty perch in a trice , with more of alacrity than grace characterising her movement , and rushing across ...
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... soft , clinging grey , that reclines in an easy- chair within a vine - draped , rose - hung verandah . Val jumps down from her lofty perch in a trice , with more of alacrity than grace characterising her movement , and rushing across ...
... soft , clinging grey , that reclines in an easy- chair within a vine - draped , rose - hung verandah . Val jumps down from her lofty perch in a trice , with more of alacrity than grace characterising her movement , and rushing across ...
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... soft speeches and still softer eyes have been near , to say nothing of a mou- stached lip . But in this particular instance of which I write , the three are excellent company as they jog along side by side , Plant ( oblivi- ous of his ...
... soft speeches and still softer eyes have been near , to say nothing of a mou- stached lip . But in this particular instance of which I write , the three are excellent company as they jog along side by side , Plant ( oblivi- ous of his ...
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... soft , arouses her . Plant has galloped off , either accidentally or designedly , and Jack and his sovereign are as virtually alone as meadows and fences , and no sign of active life , save cows and sheep , can make them . Just where ...
... soft , arouses her . Plant has galloped off , either accidentally or designedly , and Jack and his sovereign are as virtually alone as meadows and fences , and no sign of active life , save cows and sheep , can make them . Just where ...
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... soft red mouth , and he asks for nothing more . 66 Can't you manage the love quite , Val ? You might succeed if - if you tried very hard ! " he murmurs persuasively , hastily dashing at his own eyes with the back of his hand . " Yes ...
... soft red mouth , and he asks for nothing more . 66 Can't you manage the love quite , Val ? You might succeed if - if you tried very hard ! " he murmurs persuasively , hastily dashing at his own eyes with the back of his hand . " Yes ...
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abominable band acquaintance admiration Ainsworth Harcourt asks aunt better black eyes blue breast bright brow Brussels châlet charming cheek church mice colour companion course dance Darby and Joan dear Devonshire dress Eger face fair fancy feels Fernlee flirt flush friends girl give glance gleaming goes hair hand handsome head heart Jack Keith Fairfax laugh lazy birds light lips Lisette little mother Lyster marry Maude Meredith Middleton Miss Egerton Miss Meredith murmurs nature never nice once one's pale papa passionate eyes perhaps pink Plant pleasant pleasure pretty remarks replies round rustic says shade side sigh smile soft speaks suppose sure sweet sweet little village talk tell thing of beauty to-day to-night tone Tophet Trevor Troglodytes gorilla Tyrolean hat Val answers Val's vanity Vanity Fair voice walk waltz woman women wonder words young
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Página 6 - THE HOUSE THAT JACK BUILT This is the farmer sowing his corn, That kept the cock that crowed in the morn, That waked the priest all shaven and shorn, That married the man all tattered and torn, That kissed the maiden all forlorn, That milked the cow with the crumpled horn, That tossed the dog That worried the cat That killed the rat That ate the malt That lay in the house that Jack built.
Página 200 - Heaven, when it strives to polish all it can Its last best work, but forms a softer man...
Página 118 - O my lost love, and my own, own love, And my love that loved me so ! Is there never a chink in the world above Where they listen for words from below...
Página 97 - twas from a heart like stone. The blushing cheek speaks modest mind, The lips befitting words most kind ; The eye does tempt to love's desire, And seems to say — 'tis Cupid's fire : Yet all so fair but speak my moan, Sith nought doth say the heart of stone.
Página 243 - I waive the quantum of the sin, The hazard of concealing; But oh! it hardens all within And petrifies the feeling.
Página 136 - Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot That it do singe yourself: We may outrun, By violent swiftness, that which we run at, And lose by over-running.
Página 213 - His body in perpetual shade. It is a weary interlude, Which doth short joys, long woes include : The world the stage, the prologue tears, The acts vain hopes and varied fears ; The scene shuts up with loss of breath, And leaves no epilogue but death.
Página 50 - ... of her upon whom he had too rashly gazed. Alas ! he was unhappy, for the proud Hermione disdained the love of a poor student, whose only wealth was a magic lamp. In marble halls, and amid the gay crowd that worshipped her, she had almost forgotten that such a being lived as the Student Hieronymus. The adoration of his heart had been to her only as the perfume of a wild flower, which she had carelessly crushed with her foot in passing.
Página 108 - SOME say that kissing's a sin ; But I think it's nane ava, For kissing has wonn'd in this warld Since ever that there was twa. Oh, if it wasna lawfu', Lawyers wadna allow it ; If it was na holy, Ministers wadna do it. If it wasna modest, Maidens wadna tak' it ; If it wasna plenty, Puir folk wadna get it.
Página 213 - ... as his fancies are; Till in a mist of dark decay, The dreamer vanish quite away. It is a dial — which points out The sunset, as it moves about; And shadows out in lines of night The subtle stages of Time's flight ; Till all-obscuring earth hath laid His body in perpetual shade.