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Page 344 - They little know what dreams have been My playmates, night and day; Of equal kindness, helpful care, A mother's perfect sway. Now earth to earth in convent walls, To earth in churchyard sod : I was not good enough for man, And so am given to God.
Page 37 - O great god Pan ! The sun on the hill forgot to die, And the lilies revived, and the dragon-fly Came back to dream on the river. Yet half a beast is the great god Pan, To laugh as he sits by the river, Making a poet out of a man : The true gods sigh for the cost and pain, — For the reed which grows nevermore again As a reed with the reeds in the river.
Page 379 - It never happened before," the young man said, in lower tones. " I never — had to give in before " "Now tell me," Dr. Whitsen continued. " Dr. Ballardyce is your usual medical attendant, is he not ? " " I know him very well ; he is an old friend of mine ; but I've never had occasion to trouble him much," was the answer, given with some greater care and reserve. " I will call on him as I go by ; and if possible we will come down together in the afternoon...
Page 334 - I can tell you ! — she's wandering along in front of the pavement at Brighton, in a green petticoat and a yellow handkerchief on her head, and singing to a concertina ! That's about it, I should think ; and very likely the seedy swell is waiting for her in their lodgings — waiting for her to bring the money home ! " Lionel rose ; he said not a word ; but the pallor of his face and the fire in his eyes were terrible to see. Plainly enough she saw them ; but she was only half-terrified ; she seemed...