Sybil Lennard, by the author of 'The young prima donna'. |
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... the steps to receive her husband . Courteously was I greeted ; but in her manner , there was something - I know not how to define it --- which did not put me so much at my ease , as the demeanour of her 18 SYBIL LENNARD . CHAPTER II. ...
... the steps to receive her husband . Courteously was I greeted ; but in her manner , there was something - I know not how to define it --- which did not put me so much at my ease , as the demeanour of her 18 SYBIL LENNARD . CHAPTER II. ...
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... husband answered , " it is not the least probable , or possible , that the same intimacy will ever subsist between Sybil and a stranger , or that tender affection , which companionship from her birth , has en- gendered in the hearts of ...
... husband answered , " it is not the least probable , or possible , that the same intimacy will ever subsist between Sybil and a stranger , or that tender affection , which companionship from her birth , has en- gendered in the hearts of ...
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... husband of their child - her guide - her protector - oh that the time were come ; It often surprised me , that Mrs. Devereux should be anxious to marry her daughter so early , but such was the case . It 140 SYBIL LENNARD ,
... husband of their child - her guide - her protector - oh that the time were come ; It often surprised me , that Mrs. Devereux should be anxious to marry her daughter so early , but such was the case . It 140 SYBIL LENNARD ,
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... husband , as the cherished companion of her childhood . Truly my enthusiasm on the score of Albert Lennard's perfections , carried my ideas of his superiority , over every other human being , and all those who knew him well would vouch ...
... husband , as the cherished companion of her childhood . Truly my enthusiasm on the score of Albert Lennard's perfections , carried my ideas of his superiority , over every other human being , and all those who knew him well would vouch ...
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... extraordinary ebullition of feeling , and then continued speaking- " You may , probably , before this have di- vined , that Albert Lennard has , from his child- hood , been desired by us , as the husband SYBIL LENNARD . 197.
... extraordinary ebullition of feeling , and then continued speaking- " You may , probably , before this have di- vined , that Albert Lennard has , from his child- hood , been desired by us , as the husband SYBIL LENNARD . 197.
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agony Albert Lennard amongst angel appeared arrival beautiful behold Bertie bright Brighton brow calm cerned cheek child Clareville countenance creature dark dark recollections daugh daughter dear Mary dear Sybil delight Devereux door dreadful Eton excited exclaimed expression eyes face fancy father fear feelings Felicie felt gaze gentle girl glance hand happy Hardress Fitz Hugh head heard heart husband imagine innocent Irish Killarney knew Lady Mordaunt light lips little Sybil look Lord Castlerosse Mademoiselle Mary ment mind misery mother murmured nard nature never Norah Oakleigh Court once pale passed passion poor present pupil racter replied scarcely scene seemed Sidmouth sight sister smile soon sorbed sorrow soul speak spirit stood strange suffered sweet Sybil Lennard tears tender thought tion tone truly turned voice whilst wife wild woman words wretched young youth
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Página 83 - Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people...
Página 69 - ... shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee Who knew thee too well : Long, long shall I rue thee Too deeply to tell. In secret we met: In silence I grieve That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? — With silence and tears.
Página 250 - Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray...
Página 15 - God made the country, and man made the town. What wonder then that health and virtue, gifts, That can alone make sweet the bitter draught, That life holds out to all, should most abound And least be threatened in the fields and groves...
Página 314 - They have been with me through the dreamy night — The blessed household voices, wont to fill My heart's clear depths with unalloy'd delight ! I hear them still, unchang'd : — though some from earth Are music parted, and the tones of mirth — Wild, silvery tones, that rang through days more bright ! Have died in others, — yet to me they come, Singing of boyhood back — the voices of my home ! II.
Página 1 - They mourn, but smile at length; and, smiling, mourn: The tree will wither long before it fall ; The hull drives on, though mast and sail be torn; The roof-tree sinks, but moulders on the hall In massy hoariness; the...
Página 65 - Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world But those who slide along the grassy sod, And sting the luckless foot that presses them ? There are who in the path of social life Do bask their spotted skins in Fortune's sun, And sting the soul — Ay, till its healthful frame Is chang'd to secret, fest'ring, sore disease, So deadly is the wound.
Página 219 - ... well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Página 81 - Well! thou art happy, and I feel That I should thus be happy too; For still my heart regards thy weal Warmly as it was wont to do. Thy husband's blest— and 'twill impart Some pangs to view his happier lot: But let them pass— Oh! how my heart Would hate him, if he loved thee not! When late I saw thy favourite child I thought my jealous heart would break; But when the unconscious infant smiled, I kiss'd it for its mother's sake.
Página 88 - Fair shoulders, curling lip, and dauntless brow — Fit for the world's strife, not for poet's dreaming; .And proud the lifting of thy stately head, And the firm bearing of thy conscious tread.