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Página 247 - And strows her lights below, And deepens on and up! the gates Roll back, and far within For me the Heavenly Bridegroom waits, To make me pure of sin. The sabbaths of Eternity, One sabbath deep and wide— A light upon the shining sea— The Bridegroom with his bride!
Página 247 - AGNES' EVE. DEEP on the convent-roof the snows Are sparkling to the moon : My breath to heaven like vapour goes : May my soul follow soon ! The shadows of the convent-towers Slant down the snowy sward, Still creeping with the creeping hours That lead me to my Lord : Make Thou my spirit pure and clear As are the frosty skies, Or this first snowdrop of the year That in my bosom lies. As these white robes are...
Página 218 - ... except a topsail, the sky was bared clear by the wind, the sun was going down fiery red. I looked upon the troubled waters — I longed to be borne away upon them, away from care and misery. At this moment a servant followed me to the sands with my husband's answer, it contained a refusal. I dared not communicate it. The menaces of bankruptcy; the knowledge that he had instilled false hopes into so many; the fears of disgrace, rendered my father, always rough, absolutely ferocious. Life flickered...
Página 247 - As these white robes are soiled and dark, To yonder shining ground ; As this pale taper's earthly spark, To yonder argent round ; So shows my soul before the Lamb, My spirit before Thee ; So in mine earthly house I am, To that I hope to be. Break up the heavens, O Lord ! and far, Thro' all yon starlight keen, Draw me, Thy bride, a glittering star, In raiment white and clean.
Página 218 - O ! what thick clouds now obscured my destiny ! how do I remember, with a sort of thrilling horror, the boundless sea, white cliffs, and wide sands of Margate. The summer day that had welcomed my arrival changed to bleak wintry weather during this interval — while I waited with anguish for my husband's answer. Well do I remember the evening on which it came : the waves of the sea showed their white crests, no vessel ventured to meet the gale with any canvass except a topsail, the sky was bared...
Página 214 - my heart warmed with gratitude towards my husband at the idea. We spent two years abroad. It was rather lonely for me, who had always been surrounded, as it were, by a populous world of my own, to find myself cast upon foreigners and strangers ; the habits of the different sexes in the higher ranks so separate them from each other, that after a few months, I spent much of my time in solitude. I did not repine ; I had been brought up to look upon the hard visage of life, if not unflinchingly, at least...
Página 127 - I had the honor of waltzing with this good-natured, plain, flat-featured, Moorish-looking prince, (whom I found, like myself, much fonder of dancing than politics, and who, whatever sort of king he may be, is one of the best waltzing partners in Europe, which is much more agreeable ;) I took an opportunity to relate the foregoing trait of his new nation ; and, as I felt that no waltz-loving prince could refuse a petition while dancing to "The Notre-dame...
Página 126 - Her alabaster skin had been stained to the deep tint of her husband's, and the resemblance made complete by the sacrifice of her luxuriant tresses, so that nothing but childhood's instinct could have discovered her. We soon after received a private intimation, from the cautious Ektatos, that he had commuted the sentence of death, for instant banishment from Ypsara; and having no ties there, we hastily broke up our establishment, carrying away our Greek friends, whom we left to retirement and affection...
Página 99 - She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking!
Página 41 - L. was fond of the splendour which became his wealth and rank, yet his taste was not gaudy. His house in town was furnished with elegance and beauty, but simplicity. The jewels with which he presented his bride were equally neat and costly. Her boudoir was a little paradise. The choicest works of English and foreign authors, in 'the most elegant bindings, adorned the book shelves; beautiful plants, among which Emily's favourite, the moss rose, was conspicuous, shed a delicious odour around.
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| Título | The Keepsake for .... |
| Colaboradores | Frederic Mansel Reynolds, Caroline Sheridan Norton, Marguerite Countess of Blessington, Marguerite A. Power, Lady Emmeline Stuart-Wortley, Robert Jennings (Bookseller), Hurst, Chance and Co |
| Editor | proprietor, 1837 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Oxford |
| Digitalizado | 23 Nov. 2006 |
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