Janet, a Poor Heiress

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Lee and Shepard, 1882 - American fiction - 349 pages
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Page 232 - They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter's morn, on a stormy day, In a Sieve they went to sea! And when the Sieve turned round and round, And every one cried, 'You'll all be drowned!
Page 155 - The children which thou shalt have, after thou hast lost the other, shall say again in thine ears, The place is too strait for me : give place to me that I may dwell.
Page 232 - Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live: Their heads are green, and their hands are blue; And they went to sea in a sieve. They sailed away in a sieve, they did, In a sieve they sailed so fast, With only a beautiful pea-green veil Tied with a ribbon, by way of a sail, To a small tobacco-pipe mast. And every one said who saw them go, 'Oh!
Page 214 - O, this is peace ! I have no need Of friend to talk, of book to read: A dear Companion here abides; Close to my thrilling heart He hides; The holy silence is His Voice: I lie and listen, and rejoice.
Page 312 - That perfect presence of his face, Which we, for want of words, call Heaven, And unresponsive even there This heart of mine could still remain, And its intrinsic evil bear To realms that know no other pain. Better down nature's scale to roll, Far as the base unbreathing clod...
Page 304 - Nor is it I who play the part, But a shy spirit in my heart, That comes and goes — will sometimes leap From hiding-places ten years deep; Or haunts me with familiar face, Returning, like a ghost unlaid, Until the debt I owe be paid.
Page 300 - " I have had time to grow since you saw me," she said, with the least bit of reproachfulness in her tone, and the quivering, smiling glance that went with it. But look, and tone, and gesture, were all loving ; there was not the smallest attempt at dignified reticence. Caroline had no talent for little or great hypocrisies ; as she felt, she looked. All the pride and indignation had gone out from her; she was simply and solely happy, now that he was before her, holding her hands, and looking down...
Page 274 - I am miserable — very miserable. To know that I have deserved my misery, does not make it more bearable. To know, too, that I have made you miserable, maddens me. You, most innocent, most loving, most faithful ! Forgive, pity me ! " Her lips formed one or two words, but no sound issued from them. " In you, with you, my salvation rests ! I am lost, if I lose you. But I shall not, cannot lose you ; my guide, my companion, my sweet, pure Carry. You love — you love me, and by your love I hold you,...
Page 9 - Woman, reflecting upon her own image: . . . "What thou seest What there thou seest, fair creature, is thyself, With thee it came and goes; but follow me, And I will bring thee where no shadow stays Thy coming, and thy soft...
Page 153 - O'Neil has always used me well, and that's more than I can say for some of the women...

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