Short Stories for Young PeopleBemrose & Sons, 1882 - 392 páginas |
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ANNE MACKENZIE answered arms asked baby beautiful beef tea better blue-coat Brady bright bright eyes brother CHAPTER Charlie cheek child Christ's Hospital clasped Claude companion cried curls darling dear mamma Dog Crusoe door enquired exclaimed eyes face Fanny father favourite feel felt follow friends gentle George Anson Gerty girl give Gretton hands happy hear heard heart hour Ingle Farm Jenny Kilburn kiss knew lady laugh leave lips little fellow little vagabond look Mary Miss Winn morning mother Nellie never night Old Bailey once papa Paul Fenton poor rags replied Ross round sister sleep smile Snowden sobbed soon sorrow Spencer stood Sudbury sure tears tell thing thought Tim's told Tom Gordon troubled turned voice Waddles walk Wallis watched Welburn whispered William Ross window young
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Página 94 - Silence was pleased: now glowed the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus that led The starry host rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveiled her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
Página 376 - All heaven and earth are still — though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most ; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep...
Página 355 - Dragged from among the horses feet, With dinted shield, and helmet beat, The falcon-crest and plumage gone, Can that be haughty Marmion ! . . Young...
Página 127 - And he look'd at her and said, " Bring the dress and put it on her, That she wore when she was wed.
Página 174 - Fair was she to behold, that maiden of seventeen summers. Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the wayside, Black, yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her tresses!
Página 171 - If I am right, Thy grace impart, Still in the right to stay ; If I am wrong, oh, teach my heart To find that better way.
Página 182 - Alas ! my noble boy ! that thou shouldst die ! Thou, who wert made so beautifully fair ! That death should settle in thy glorious eye, And leave his stillness in this clustering hair ! How could he mark thee for the silent tomb, My proud boy, Absalom ! " Cold is thy brow, my son ! and I am chill.
Página 379 - They gathered round him on the fresh green bank, And spoke their kindly words; and, as the sun Rose up in heaven, he knelt among them there, And bowed his head upon his hands to pray.
Página 134 - And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way. They...
Página 147 - BETWEEN the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, Comes a pause in the day's occupations, That is known as the Children's Hour. I hear in the chamber above me The patter of little feet, The sound of a door that is opened, And voices soft and sweet.