LucileTicknor and Fields, 1868 - 261 lappuses |
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32. lappuse
... side by side , In the moonlight , the two men continued to ride Down the dim mountain pathway . But each , for the rest Of their journey , although they still rode on abreast , Continued to follow in silence the train Of the different ...
... side by side , In the moonlight , the two men continued to ride Down the dim mountain pathway . But each , for the rest Of their journey , although they still rode on abreast , Continued to follow in silence the train Of the different ...
33. lappuse
... side . XVII . At length , at the door of the inn l'HERISSON , ( Pray go there , if ever you go to Serchon ! ) The two horsemen , well pleased to have reach'd it , alighted And exchanged their last greetings . The Frenchman invited Lord ...
... side . XVII . At length , at the door of the inn l'HERISSON , ( Pray go there , if ever you go to Serchon ! ) The two horsemen , well pleased to have reach'd it , alighted And exchanged their last greetings . The Frenchman invited Lord ...
38. lappuse
... side , And was languidly fanning his face with his hat , I am ready to bet my new Tilbury that , ' If Luvois has proposed , the Comtesse has refused . ' The fat and thin ladies were highly amused . ' Refused ! . . . what ! a young Duke ...
... side , And was languidly fanning his face with his hat , I am ready to bet my new Tilbury that , ' If Luvois has proposed , the Comtesse has refused . ' The fat and thin ladies were highly amused . ' Refused ! . . . what ! a young Duke ...
65. lappuse
... side , For even one moment , the whole of the ride . Alfred smiled , as he thought he is jealous of her ! ' And the thought of this jealousy added a spur To his firm resolution and effort to please . He talk'd much ; was witty , and ...
... side , For even one moment , the whole of the ride . Alfred smiled , as he thought he is jealous of her ! ' And the thought of this jealousy added a spur To his firm resolution and effort to please . He talk'd much ; was witty , and ...
82. lappuse
... side by side , ' I should have revolted for ever , and shock'd , ' Your respect for the world's plausibilities , mock'd , ' Without meaning to do so , and outraged , all those ' Social creeds which you live by . " ' Oh ! do not suppose ...
... side by side , ' I should have revolted for ever , and shock'd , ' Your respect for the world's plausibilities , mock'd , ' Without meaning to do so , and outraged , all those ' Social creeds which you live by . " ' Oh ! do not suppose ...
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Alfred Vargrave answer'd appear'd beauty Bigorre bosom bow'd breast brow Comtesse de Nevers Constànce cousin dark dear deep door doubt dream droop'd Duc de Luvois Duke emotion enter'd Eugène de Luvois Euroclydon exclaim'd eyes face fail'd faint fair feel felt fix'd follow'd forgive France gaze hand hath heard heart heaven hope Hush JOHN lady letter life's light lips live lone look look'd Lord Alfred Lucile de Nevers madam man's Matilda milord motley fool mountain murmur'd Neath night o'er once pale Paradise Bird pass'd passion perchance Pyrenees reach'd replied return'd reveal'd rose round Saint Saviour seem'd Serchon sigh'd sight silence Sir Ridley smile soft sorrow soul star stood strange STRANGER strife sweet tears thee things thou thought truth turn'd Twas Twixt vex'd voice walk'd watch'd wife wild wind woman word yore young youth
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26. lappuse - We may live without poetry, music, and art; We may live without conscience, and live without heart ; We may live without friends ; we may live without books ; But civilized man cannot live without cooks. He may live without books, — what is knowledge but grieving ? He may live without hope, — what is hope but deceiving ? He may live without love, — what is passion but pining ? But where is the man that can live without dining ? Lord Alfred found, waiting his coming, a note From Lucile.
243. lappuse - No life Can be pure in its purpose and strong in its strife And all life not be purer and stronger thereby. The spirits of just men made perfect on high, The army of martyrs who stand by the Throne And gaze into the Face that makes glorious their own, Know this, surely, at last. Honest love, honest sorrow, Honest work for the day, honest hope for the morrow, Are these worth nothing more than the hand they make weary, The heart they have sadden' d, the life they leave dreary ? Hush ! the sevenfold...
242. lappuse - The mission of woman on earth ! to give birth To the mercy of Heaven descending on earth. The mission of woman : permitted to bruise The head of the serpent, and sweetly infuse, Through the sorrow and sin of earth's register'd curse, The blessing which mitigates all : born to nurse, And to soothe, and to solace, to help and to heal The sick world that leans on her.
26. lappuse - O hour of all hours, the most bless'd upon earth, Blessed hour of our dinners ! The land of his birth ; The face of his first love ; the bills that he owes ; The twaddle of friends, and the venom of foes ; The sermon he heard when to church he last went; The money he borrow...
15. lappuse - The man who seeks one thing in life, and but one. May hope to achieve it before life be done ; But he who seeks all things, wherever he goes, Only reaps from the hopes which around him he sows A harvest of barren regrets.
243. lappuse - No star ever rose And set, without influence somewhere. Who knows What earth needs from earth's lowest creature ? No life Can be pure in its purpose and strong in its strife And all life not be purer and stronger thereby. The spirits of just men made perfect on high, The army of martyrs who stand by the Throne And gaze into the Face that makes glorious their own, Know this, surely, at last. Honest love, honest sorrow, Honest work for the day, honest hope for the morrow, Are these worth nothing more...
149. lappuse - LUCILE. No, no ! are you blind ? Look into your own heart and home. Can you see No reason for this, save unkindness in me ? Look into the eyes of your wife — those true eyes, Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise The sweet soul shining through them. ALFRED Lucile ! (first and last Be the word, il you will !) let me speak of the past.
202. lappuse - And bold must the man be that braves the Unknown ! Not a truth has to art or to science been given, But brows have ached for it, and souls toiled and striven ; And many have striven, and many have failed, And many died, slain by the truth they assailed.
66. lappuse - Meanwhile, The sun, in his setting, sent up the last smile Of his power, to baffle the storm. And, behold ! O'er the mountains embattled, his armies, all gold, Rose and rested : while far up the dim airy crags, Its artillery silenced...