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... Catherine Brand was the only person who knew how to manage her aunt , and Mrs. Derby paid almost a deference to her opinions . She had been very handsome , but was somewhat faded , yet possessed surprising powers of fascina- tion . She ...
... Catherine Brand was the only person who knew how to manage her aunt , and Mrs. Derby paid almost a deference to her opinions . She had been very handsome , but was somewhat faded , yet possessed surprising powers of fascina- tion . She ...
52 psl.
... Catherine's spirit was high , and , possessing an independent fortune , she had no idea of submitting to her aunt's caprices . Her temper was violent and irritable , but her frowns were always speedily chased by her smiles , and her ...
... Catherine's spirit was high , and , possessing an independent fortune , she had no idea of submitting to her aunt's caprices . Her temper was violent and irritable , but her frowns were always speedily chased by her smiles , and her ...
53 psl.
... Catherine could never draw her from her school - room , and she sedulously shunned all chance of encountering Sedley . Catherine regretted this much , for she was always en- thusiastic in her friendships , and she felt that Teresa had ...
... Catherine could never draw her from her school - room , and she sedulously shunned all chance of encountering Sedley . Catherine regretted this much , for she was always en- thusiastic in her friendships , and she felt that Teresa had ...
54 psl.
... Catherine Brand were sitting together , near a window , in the school - room , which commanded a beautiful view of the park and the distant sea . The young people were all out , and Catherine had brought in her work , and was conversing ...
... Catherine Brand were sitting together , near a window , in the school - room , which commanded a beautiful view of the park and the distant sea . The young people were all out , and Catherine had brought in her work , and was conversing ...
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... Catherine contemplated the scene for some time in silence ; at length she exclaimed , " I can scarcely endure the intensity of my own feelings , when I gaze on a brilliant rainbow shining through the diamond rain . My thoughts revert to ...
... Catherine contemplated the scene for some time in silence ; at length she exclaimed , " I can scarcely endure the intensity of my own feelings , when I gaze on a brilliant rainbow shining through the diamond rain . My thoughts revert to ...
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admiration affection agony Annesly Antonio appearance arms beautiful beloved Bently bewitching blessed bosom bright bright eyes calm carriage Catherine Brand Cellini charm cheek cheerful Chiara cold contemplated cottage countenance creature dark daughter dear death deep delight Derby dreams emotion expression eyes face fair father fearful feelings felt Florence gazed Genoa gentle George Dallas Geraldine girl glance Grantly grief hand happiness heart heaven Henry Emmerson hope hour husband Jessy Jessy's John Lady Sedley length lips listened look Louisa Malès manner melan mind morning mother nature ness never night noble passed peace poor prayed racter returned scarce scene Sedley's sight silence Sir Edward St Sir Herbert Sedley smile soft soon soothing sorrow soul spirit stood strove suddenly sweet tears tenderness Teresa THOMAS CURSON HANSARD thought tion told tones turned uncon unhappy voice whilst wife woman words young youth
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278 psl. - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress ! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flattered, followed, sought and sued ; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude!
265 psl. - They mourn, but smile at length ; and, smiling, mourn : The tree will wither long before it fall ; The hull drives on, though mast and sail be torn ; The roof-tree sinks, but moulders on the hall In massy hoariness; the...
182 psl. - Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain, And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff d bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
262 psl. - The last, the sole, the dearest link Between me and the eternal brink, Which bound me to my failing race, Was broken in this fatal place.
147 psl. - Time, in his own grey style, All that thou art. Art thou not void of guile, A lovely soul formed to be blest and bless ? A well of sealed and secret happiness, Whose waters like blithe light and music are, Vanquishing dissonance and gloom ? A Star Which moves not in the moving Heavens, alone...
19 psl. - Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night, Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day; And with thy bloody and invisible hand Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond Which keeps me pale! Light thickens; and the crow Makes wing to the rooky wood: Good things of day begin to droop and drowse; Whiles night's black agents to their preys do rouse.
91 psl. - Methought I heard a voice cry " Sleep no more ! Macbeth does murder sleep" — the innocent sleep, Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M.
226 psl. - THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wanderers given; There is a joy for souls distressed; A balm for every wounded breast: 'T is found above — in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls, By sin and sorrow driven, — • When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise, and ocean rolls, And all is drear— but heaven.
182 psl. - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuffd bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart?
200 psl. - I know whence the shadow comes o'er you now Ye have strewn the dust on the sunny brow ! Ye have given the lovely to earth's embrace, She hath taken the fairest of beauty's race, With their laughing eyes and their...