Beulah: A NovelDerby & Jackson, 1859 - 510 páginas |
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... voices of sweep- ing winds . An open volume lay on her lap ; it was Longfellow's Poems , the book Eugene had sent her , and leaves were turned down at " Excelsior , " and the " Psalm of Life . " The changing countenance indexed very ...
... voices of sweep- ing winds . An open volume lay on her lap ; it was Longfellow's Poems , the book Eugene had sent her , and leaves were turned down at " Excelsior , " and the " Psalm of Life . " The changing countenance indexed very ...
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... voice ; burst after burst of rich melody fell from her trembling lips . Her soul echoed the sentiments of the immortal bard , and she repeated again and again the fifth verse : " In the world's broad field of battle , In the bivouac of ...
... voice ; burst after burst of rich melody fell from her trembling lips . Her soul echoed the sentiments of the immortal bard , and she repeated again and again the fifth verse : " In the world's broad field of battle , In the bivouac of ...
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... voice , but Beulah heard every syllable , and a glow of shame for an instant bathed her brow . Claudia heard it too , and springing from Mr. Grayson's knee , she exclaimed angrily : " She isn't ugly , any such thing ; she is the ...
... voice , but Beulah heard every syllable , and a glow of shame for an instant bathed her brow . Claudia heard it too , and springing from Mr. Grayson's knee , she exclaimed angrily : " She isn't ugly , any such thing ; she is the ...
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... voice of the matron fell on her ear . " Beulah , will you try to eat some supper ? Do , dear . " " No , thank you , I don't want anything . " " Poor child , I would have saved you all this had it been in my power ; but , when once ...
... voice of the matron fell on her ear . " Beulah , will you try to eat some supper ? Do , dear . " " No , thank you , I don't want anything . " " Poor child , I would have saved you all this had it been in my power ; but , when once ...
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... voice . " Oh , Eugene ! " She sprang up with a dry sob , and threw herself into his arms . " I know it all , dear Beulah ; but come down to Mrs. Williams ' room , there is a bright fire there , and your hands are as cold as ice . You ...
... voice . " Oh , Eugene ! " She sprang up with a dry sob , and threw herself into his arms . " I know it all , dear Beulah ; but come down to Mrs. Williams ' room , there is a bright fire there , and your hands are as cold as ice . You ...
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Términos y frases comunes
answered Beulah Antoinette arms Asbury asked Astarte Asylum Atheism beautiful believe Beulah looked Beulah sat Bible bitter brow buggy carriage chair Charon cheeks child Chilton Clara clasped Claudia Cornelia countenance curls dear doctor door drew earnestly Eugene exclaimed eyes face fancy feel fell felt fingers Georgia girl glad glance Graham grave Grayson guardian hair hand happy Harriet Hartwell Hartwell's head hear heard heart Heidelberg hope hour Hugh Leonard kissed knew leaned Lilly lips live matron melodeon metaphysical mind misanthropy miserable Miss morning mother never night once orphan Over-Soul painful pale pantheism parlor passed Pauline quiet replied seemed shoulder silent sister smile soon sorrow soul spoke steps stood suppose tears tell thought threw told tone took trembling truth Uncle Guy voice walked watched weary wife wonder yellow fever
Pasajes populares
Página 246 - Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Página 204 - My lips were wet, my throat was cold, My garments all were dank ; Sure I had drunken in my dreams, And still my body drank. I moved and could not feel my limbs, I was so light, almost I thought that I had died in sleep, And was a blessed Ghost.
Página 18 - In the world's broad field of battle. In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle ! Be a hero in the strife...
Página 196 - The moving Moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside...
Página 418 - Look not mournfully into the Past. It comes not back again. Wisely improve the Present. It is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy Future, without fear, and with a manly heart.
Página 282 - This world is full of beauty, as other worlds above; And if we did our duty, it might be full of love.
Página 196 - Like clouds that rake the mountainsummits, Or waves that own no curbing hand. How fast has brother followed brother From sunshine to the sunless land ! Yet I, whose lids from infant slumber Were earlier raised, remain to hear A timid voice, that asks in whispers, " Who next will drop and disappear...
Página 300 - And I gave my heart to know wisdom, and to know madness and folly: I perceived that this also is vexation of spirit. For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.
Página 153 - I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He shall stand at the latter day upon the earth; and though worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God.
Página 245 - The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an Eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist; A feeling of sadness and longing, That is not akin to pain, And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain.