The Baronet's Family: A Novel1852 |
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... bottom of the garden the river ran , widened at that place into a lake , upon which stately swans , and wild ducks , passed a happy existence . Beyond . it the deer were to be seen , sometimes basking THE BARONET'S FAMILY . 5.
... bottom of the garden the river ran , widened at that place into a lake , upon which stately swans , and wild ducks , passed a happy existence . Beyond . it the deer were to be seen , sometimes basking THE BARONET'S FAMILY . 5.
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... passed in fearful uncertainty . A celebrated physician arrived ; but his melancholy face belied the few words of consolation he sought to bestow . Lady Llewellen read the fatal truth ; yet a ray of hope sus- tained her , through weary ...
... passed in fearful uncertainty . A celebrated physician arrived ; but his melancholy face belied the few words of consolation he sought to bestow . Lady Llewellen read the fatal truth ; yet a ray of hope sus- tained her , through weary ...
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... passed in much suffering , and continual mental aberrations . Gradu- ally the lucid intervals became fewer and shorter , as his fever increased . In one of these he requested to see his children , and would not be refused . They were ...
... passed in much suffering , and continual mental aberrations . Gradu- ally the lucid intervals became fewer and shorter , as his fever increased . In one of these he requested to see his children , and would not be refused . They were ...
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... passed their hands before their eyes as they bade her good bye . The fathers and mothers of families glanced forebodingly upon their children , and asked themselves who would teach and clothe them when Lady Llewellen was gone . All was ...
... passed their hands before their eyes as they bade her good bye . The fathers and mothers of families glanced forebodingly upon their children , and asked themselves who would teach and clothe them when Lady Llewellen was gone . All was ...
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... passed through the lodge gates , and received the last blessings of its in- mates , when the voice of her child aroused her . " The birds are singing very sweetly mamma , " she said . " Will they sing as sweetly at Glanheathyn ...
... passed through the lodge gates , and received the last blessings of its in- mates , when the voice of her child aroused her . " The birds are singing very sweetly mamma , " she said . " Will they sing as sweetly at Glanheathyn ...
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admiration amongst asked beautiful began bert Betto blessed blush cheek child Clare cottage countenance courage Craigy vellyn daugh David dear dear boy delight dress Eisteddfod exclaimed eyes face fancied father fear feeling felt gaze gentleman girl glance Glanheathyn grandfather Grant Gwen Gwenth Gwenthlean hand happy harp head horse Jenkins kind knew Lady Llewellen Lady Louisa Lady Somerville lean Lizzie Llandre Llewel Lloyd looked Lord Hastings mamma Mary's child Master Herbert miller mind Miriam Morgan morning mother mountain nature never Oxford Plas Llewellen poor replied rocks rose scarcely scene seated seemed side Sir Howel sister smile soon soul spoke stood stranger sweet tears thlean thought tion told turned uncon voice walk Walter Jones warm watched WELBECK STREET Welsh Welsh harp Welsh language Welsh ponies whilst wish words young lady
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Strona 48 - I heard the bell toll'd on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such?
Strona 187 - WHITE as a white sail on a dusky sea. When half the horizon's clouded and half free, Fluttering between the dun wave and the sky, Is hope's last gleam in man's, extremity.
Strona 160 - By that sin fell the angels; how can man then, The image of his Maker, hope to win by it? Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not...
Strona 128 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Strona 292 - WHEN eyes are beaming What never tongue might tell, When tears are streaming From their crystal cell ; When hands are linked that dread to part. And heart is met by throbbing heart, Oh ! bitter, bitter is the smart Of them that bid farewell ! When hope is chidden That fain of bliss would tell.
Strona 27 - To cheer them on the vanished game ; But, stumbling in the rugged dell, The gallant horse exhausted fell. The impatient rider strove in vain To rouse him with the spur and rein, For the good steed, his labours o'er, Stretched his stiff limbs, to rise no more ; Then, touched with pity and remorse, He sorrowed o'er the expiring horse.