Atkinson's Casket, Volume 8Sam. C. Atkinson, 1833 |
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... tears . As soon as I had recovered a little a slumbering responsive chord in her bosom , and from the emotion occasioned by a perusal of the aid in dispelling the cruel " charm that deadened letter , I hastened to send a second summons ...
... tears . As soon as I had recovered a little a slumbering responsive chord in her bosom , and from the emotion occasioned by a perusal of the aid in dispelling the cruel " charm that deadened letter , I hastened to send a second summons ...
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... tears fell upon her cheek . " Don't cry , " she whispered again , in a tone as feeble as before . She gently moved her hand into mine , and I clasped the trembling , lilied fingers , with an emotion I cannot express . She noticed my ...
... tears fell upon her cheek . " Don't cry , " she whispered again , in a tone as feeble as before . She gently moved her hand into mine , and I clasped the trembling , lilied fingers , with an emotion I cannot express . She noticed my ...
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... tears were flowing fast ; " Guy Mannering , " too , moved there , o'er power'd by that afflicting sight ; And " Merrilies , " as when she wept on Ellangowan's height . Solemn and grave , " Monkbarns " approached , amidst that burial ...
... tears were flowing fast ; " Guy Mannering , " too , moved there , o'er power'd by that afflicting sight ; And " Merrilies , " as when she wept on Ellangowan's height . Solemn and grave , " Monkbarns " approached , amidst that burial ...
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... tears ; yet , after wearing her weeds awhi being of a somewhat volatile and easy temper , she si fered the handsome young Hussar to come and wi away her tears . She consented to become his , as usual , at her fathe request ; and she was ...
... tears ; yet , after wearing her weeds awhi being of a somewhat volatile and easy temper , she si fered the handsome young Hussar to come and wi away her tears . She consented to become his , as usual , at her fathe request ; and she was ...
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... tears , That flow'd from the cold rocky mountains afar , From her snow - crested summits , and emptying there ? Hath the wild flower bloom'd on thy margin of And shed its sweet honors , and blush'd there unseen , And wasted its ...
... tears , That flow'd from the cold rocky mountains afar , From her snow - crested summits , and emptying there ? Hath the wild flower bloom'd on thy margin of And shed its sweet honors , and blush'd there unseen , And wasted its ...
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Page 26 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Page 26 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.
Page 12 - While he yet spake, there cometh one from the ruler of the synagogue's house, saying to him, Thy daughter is dead; trouble not the Master. 50 But when Jesus heard it, he answered him, saying, Fear not: believe only, and she shall be made whole.
Page 437 - I've borne a weary lot; But in my wanderings, far or near, Ye never were forgot. The fount that first burst frae this heart, Still travels on its way ; And channels deeper as it rins, The luve o
Page 12 - And when he came into the house, he suffered no man to go in, save Peter, and James, and John, and the father and the mother of the maiden. And all wept, and bewailed her : but he said, " Weep not ; she is not dead, but sleepeth.
Page 72 - An Austrian army, awfully arrayed, Boldly, by battery, besieged Belgrade ; Cossack commanders cannonading come — Dealing destruction's devastating doom ; Every endeavor, engineers essay, For fame, for fortune — fighting furious fray : — Generals 'gainst generals grapple — gracious God ! How honors Heaven, heroic hardihood...
Page 437 - And blind my een wi' tears : They blind my een wi' saut, saut tears, And sair and sick I pine, As memory idly summons up The blithe blinks o
Page 44 - ... have only one set of ideas, and one set of words to clothe them in; and these are always ready at the mouth : so people come faster out of a church when it is almost empty, than when a crowd is at the door.
Page 407 - Where the broad ocean leans against the land, And sedulous to stop the coming tide, Lift the tall rampire's artificial pride. Onward methinks, and diligently slow, The firm connected bulwark seems to grow ; Spreads its long arms amidst the watery roar, Scoops out an empire, and usurps the shore.
Page 407 - While the pent ocean, rising o'er the pile, Sees an amphibious world beneath him smile : The slow canal, the yellow-blossomed vale. The willow-tufted bank, the gliding sail, The crowded mart, the cultivated plain , A new creation rescued from his reign.