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Page 17 - If she be not fair for me, what care I how fair she be ? " But he did care, and he told himself that the song did him no good.
Page 43 - LeVerrier knocked loudly at the door, which was opened by the doctor himself, but his visitor declined to give his name. The simple, modest, timid Lescarbault, small in stature, stood abashed before the tall LeVerrier, who, in blunt intonation, addressed him thus: "It is then you, sir, who pretend to have discovered the intra-Mercurial planet, and who have committed the grave...
Page 401 - DALE. I. BEFORE the altar now they kneel — the bridegroom and the bride, And who shall paint what lovers feel in this their hour of pride ; Their hour of pride, when each can turn to years of suffering past, And both with speechless transport burn, that thus they meet at last ! II. Yet 'tis not in the blushing bride, all beauteous as she seems, Like angel-forms through air that glide, to bless a martyr's dreams; Not in the bridegroom's...
Page 335 - Near the trail a sharp ridge, or dike, of igneous rock has been thrust up through the sandstone. In twenty minutes we were forced to dismount and lead our horses the rest of the way ; and as much more time spent in hard walking brought us to the flat summit of the mesa, perhaps eighteen hundred feet above the river.
Page 88 - Just as he asked himself the question, and was stepping forward to meet her, feeling very like the country swain in love — "hot and dry like, with a pain in his side like
Page 37 - Norman, with his eyes on tbo pest-cart, and the long white figure therein, took no heed of anything in the heaven above or in the earth beneath, and strode along in dismal silence till they reached, at last, their journey's end.
Page 60 - If nothing happens — which, being interpreted, means, if I am still in the land of the living — I shall surely be back by daybreak.
Page 77 - Sent him to the pest-house," replied the landlord, resting his elbows on the counter and his chin in his hands, and staring dismally at the opposite wall. '
Page 86 - Ormiston's thoughts, as he leaned against the door-way, and folded his arms across his chest to await the shining of his day-star.