The Ogilvies: A NovelTauchnitz, 1863 - 369 Seiten |
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answered beautiful blessed Breynton Brown Bess calm cheek child cousin cried dare dear dearest door drawing-room dream dull Eleanor Ogilvie eyes face fancy father feel felt fingers forgive gaze gentle gentleman girl glad hand happy head heard heart Heaven hope Hugh Hugh's husband Isabella James Ogilvie Katharine Ogilvie Katharine's knew Lady Ogilvie Lancaster Lancaster's laugh leaned Leigh letter light lips listened live look lover marriage marry mind Miss Ogilvie morning mother murmured never night Ogilvie's once pain passed passion Paul Lynedon Pennythorne perhaps PHILIP BAILEY Philip Wychnor pleasure poor quiet Regent's Park remember Robert Ogilvie seemed shadow silence smile solemn sorrow soul speak spoke stood strange suffering Summerwood sure talk tears tell tenderness thing thought tone trembled turned uncon utter voice walked wife wish woman wonder words Worsley young
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Seite 15 - Love took up the harp of Life, and smote on all the chords with might; Smote the chord of Self, that, trembling, pass'd in music out of sight.
Seite 159 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Seite 180 - s abus'd by some most villanous knave, Some base notorious knave, some scurvy fellow : — 0 heaven, that such companions thou'dst unfold, And put in every honest hand a whip To lash the rascals naked through the world Even from the east to the west ! lago.
Seite 80 - PASSIONS are likened best to floods and streams, The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb. So, when affections yield discourse, it seems The bottom is but shallow whence they come They that are rich in words must needs discover, They are but poor in that which makes a lover.
Seite 159 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Seite 72 - O earth, so full of dreary noises ! O men, with wailing in your voices ! O delved gold, the wailers heap! O strife, O curse, that o'er it fall ! God strikes a silence through you all, And giveth His beloved, sleep.
Seite 119 - Overlive it — lower yet — be happy! wherefore should I care? I myself must mix with action, lest I wither by despair. What is that which I should turn to, lighting upon days like these? Every door is barred with gold, and opens but to golden keys.
Seite 140 - I see thee old and formal, fitted to thy petty part, With a little hoard of maxims preaching down a daughter's heart. 'They were dangerous guides the feelings — she herself was not exempt — Truly, she herself had suffer'd' — Perish in thy self-contempt!
Seite 277 - BETTER trust all and be deceived, And weep that trust and that deceiving, Than doubt one heart that, if believed, Had blessed one's life with true believing. Oh, in this mocking world, too fast The doubting fiend o'ertakes our youth; Better be cheated to the last Than lose the blessed hope of truth.
Seite 69 - Not wholly in the busy world, nor quite Beyond it, blooms the garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells, And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster clock ; Although between it and the garden lies A league of grass, wash'd by a slow broad stream.