Kathie Brande, by Holme Lee

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Page 16 - I saw a thousand fearful wrecks ; A thousand men, that fishes gnawed upon ; Wedges of gold, great anchors, heaps of pearl, Inestimable stones, unvalued jewels, All scattered in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes) reflecting gems, That wooed the slimy bottom of the deep, And mocked the dead bones that lay scattered by.
Page 16 - All scattered in the bottom of the sea : Some lay in dead men's skulls ; and in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept, As 'twere in scorn of eyes, reflecting gems, Which woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scattered by, Brak.
Page 318 - That he cannot work; that he cannot get his destiny as a man fulfilled. Behold, the day is passing swiftly over, our life is passing swiftly over; and the night cometh, wherein no man can work. The night once come, our happiness, our unhappiness, — it is all abolished; vanished, clean gone; a thing that has been: 'not of the slightest consequence...
Page 318 - But our work, — behold that is not abolished, that has not vanished : our work, behold, it remains, or the want of it remains ; — for endless Times and Eternities, remains ; and that is now the sole question with us...
Page 370 - we may add that the style is singularly beautiful, the writing most careful, and the justness and felicity of the epithets used to convey the effect of scenery unusually great. The Americans may be proud that they have produced a writer who, in his own special walk of English, has few rivals or equals in the mother country, and they may perhaps allow this excellence to atone for the sincere contempt with which he evidently regards the large majority of his countrymen who show themselves on this side...
Page 164 - ... being removed from the stand, wreathed it over with green. Then I mounted the steps to garnish the old mirror between the windows, and as much as possible to hide its unsightly frame. I was singing now with all my heart, and Jean's sweet little voice chimed in. My mother sat by the fire-place, where a great Yule log was blazing, admiring our handiwork, and occasionally putting in a word of advice. Though Ann had not brought in candles, the room was full of warmth and cheerful light. The black...
Page 285 - It rang through the house. The servants are all terrified.' He struck a match and lit the lamp. 'I think we may get the fire to burn up again,' he added, throwing some logs upon the embers. 'Good God, my dear chap, how white you are! You look as if you had seen a ghost.
Page 371 - A more charming novel has not proceeded of late years from the press." — Morning Herald. " The characters are drawn with a masterly hand, and the whole story is well worthy of perusal.
Page 371 - Brande," &c. 2nd edition. 3 vols. "The well-established reputation of Holme Lee, as a novel writer, will receive an additional clory from the publication of 'Sylvan Holt's ^Daughter." It is a charming tale of country life and character." — Globe. " There is much that is attractive in ' Sylvan Holt's Daughter,' much that is graceful and refined, much that is fresh, healthy, and natural.

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