Phyllis: A NovelJ.B. Lippincott, 1906 - 336 sidor |
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Sida 243 - Now for my life, it is a miracle of thirty years, which to relate, were not a history, but a piece of poetry, and would sound to common ears like a fable. For the world, I count it not an inn, but an hospital ; and a place not to live, but to die in.
Sida 278 - All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow, All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured,
Sida 267 - We love, we droop, we die! Ah ! wherefore do we laugh , or weep ? Why do we live, or die? Who knows that secret deep? — Alas, not I! Why doth the violet spring Unseen by human eye? Why do the radiant seasons bring Sweet thoughts that quickly fly? Why do our fond hearts cling To things that die? We toil — through pain and wrong; We fight, and fly; We love , we lose — and then , ere long, Stone-dead we lie. O life ! is all thy song "Endure and — die?
Sida 230 - No, I cannot. What has vexed you, mother? You have been crying." " Oh, no, darling," in trembling tones ; " you only imagine it. Perhaps it is the uncertain light." " Nonsense," I insist, angrily ; " you know you have. I can see it in your eyes, I can hear it in your voice. Why do you try to deceive me? Something has happened, — I feel it, — and you are keeping it from me. Let me think " With a nervous gesture mother raises a cup from a table near, and puts it to my lips. " Drink this first,...
Sida 270 - Burden ALONG the grass sweet airs are blown Our way this day in Spring. Of all the songs that we have known Now which one shall we sing? Not that, my love, ah no! — Not this, my love? why, so! — Yet both were ours, but hours will come and go. The grove is all a pale frail mist, The new year sucks the sun. Of all the kisses that we kissed Now which shall be the one?
Sida 182 - I gallop'd on my palfrey white as milk, My robe was of the .sea-green woof, my serk was of the silk; My hair was golden yellow, and it floated to my shoe, My eyes were like two harebells bathed in little drops of dew; My palfrey, never stopping, made a music sweetly blent With the leaves of autumn dropping all around me as I went; And I heard the bells, grown fainter, far behind me peal and play, Fainter, fainter, fainter, fainter, till they...
Sida 270 - The branches cross above our eyes, The skies are in a net : And what's the thing beneath the skies We two would most forget? Not birth, my love, no, no, — Not death, my love, no, no, — The love once ours, but ours long hours ago.
Sida 71 - I have something to say to you." " I want to tell you that I think I must be growing fond of you.
Sida 169 - ... Aunt Jeanie said we must not look to see more than the next step. But that we must look to see, as sure as God is true, and has promised to lead us. Yesterday evening, to my great surprise, Betty came into my room after I was in bed, looking wild and haggard, and she said, — " Mrs. Kitty, my dear, I can bear it no longer. Whatever comes of it, I must go and hear that Yorkshireman again. He is to preach at six o'clock to-morrow morning on the Down above the house. I shall be back again before...