Belle

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Little, Brown, 1898 - England - 236 pages
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Page 188 - Let the sweet heavens endure, Not close and darken above me Before I am quite quite sure That there is one to love me ; Then let come what come may To a life that has been so sad, I shall have had my day.
Page 58 - ... garden that I love. News from the humming city comes to it In sound of funeral or of marriage bells; And, sitting muffled in dark leaves, you hear The windy clanging of the minster clock ; Although between it and the garden lies A league of grass, wash'd by a slow broad stream, That, stirr'd with languid pulses of the oar, Waves all its lazy lilies, and creeps on, Barge-laden, to three arches of a bridge Crown'd with the minster-towers.
Page 221 - All was ended now, the hope, and the fear, and the sorrow, All the aching of heart, the restless, unsatisfied longing, All the dull, deep pain, and constant anguish of patience ! And, as she pressed once more the lifeless head to her bosom, Meekly she bowed her own, and murmured,
Page 155 - Can I love thee, my beloved, — can I love thee? And is this like love, to stand With no help in my hand, When strong as death I fain would watch above thee ? My love-kiss can deny No...
Page 9 - Almighty God, unto whom all hearts are open, all desires known, and from whom no secrets are hid, cleanse the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of thy Holy Spirit, that we may perfectly love thee, and worthily magnify thy holy name, through Christ our Lord. Amen.
Page 237 - It is not, as the name might indicate, the story of a cat, but of a young man who makes a brave effort to support his two little sisters. The children's little amusements and artless way of relating them, and the brother's unselfish devotion, are both pathetic and amusing. — Boston Traveller.
Page 145 - The lyf so short, the craft so long to lerne, Th' assay so hard, so sharp the conquering, The...
Page 170 - Truth — what is truth ? Two bleeding hearts Wounded by men, by Fortune tried, Outwearied with their lonely parts, Vow to beat henceforth side by side. The world to them was stern and drear ; Their lot was but to weep and moan. Ah, let them keep their faith sincere, For neither could subsist alone ! But souls whom some benignant breath...
Page 179 - Yet, if she were not a cheat, If Maud were all that she seem'd, And her smile were all that I dream'd, Then the world were not so bitter But a smile could make it sweet.
Page 237 - English country life, but a story that breathes goodness na a rose does fragrance. PRIS. A Story. i6mo. 50 cents. Pris was a neglected girl, left motherless at fourteen, who thenceforth assumed the charge of her father's household, and gave her days and nights to unselfish and loving labor. It is a very sweet and pathetic story, filled with beautiful thoughts. DEAR. A Story. With Frontispiece, by Jessie McDermott. i6mo. Cloth.

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