An April Day: A NovelF. V. White, 1883 |
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... . " But the horse and trap ? " said Mr Desmond . 66 Oh , my man will stay here till you can send for them . " ' But I can't give you so much trouble , " said Mr Desmond , in some surprise at the young An April Day . 27.
... . " But the horse and trap ? " said Mr Desmond . 66 Oh , my man will stay here till you can send for them . " ' But I can't give you so much trouble , " said Mr Desmond , in some surprise at the young An April Day . 27.
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... Norwich looked a little awkward , but parried the question skilfully . 66 Oh , I saw it at once ; in fact , I nearly trod upon it . But I was going to say , you did give us a surprise that evening . I An April Day . 43.
... Norwich looked a little awkward , but parried the question skilfully . 66 Oh , I saw it at once ; in fact , I nearly trod upon it . But I was going to say , you did give us a surprise that evening . I An April Day . 43.
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A Novel Philippa Prittie Jephson. you did give us a surprise that evening . I can't tell you what it sounded like ; just as if the whole place was full of music . " " I am very fond of walking in the glen , " returned Miss Desmond , with ...
A Novel Philippa Prittie Jephson. you did give us a surprise that evening . I can't tell you what it sounded like ; just as if the whole place was full of music . " " I am very fond of walking in the glen , " returned Miss Desmond , with ...
Page 69
... practice ? And Kathleen would give a cordial con- sent , for were not these golden hours to her , that only sped away too swiftly , as time ever does when we are happy . The penny reading was fixed for a night early in An April Day . 69.
... practice ? And Kathleen would give a cordial con- sent , for were not these golden hours to her , that only sped away too swiftly , as time ever does when we are happy . The penny reading was fixed for a night early in An April Day . 69.
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... was not ready to make it up again ? " " Oh yes , she would , " returned Lord Norwich , apparently unconscious of the absurdity of the argument . " I would VOL . I. F give her a hug , and tell her it was An April Day . 81.
... was not ready to make it up again ? " " Oh yes , she would , " returned Lord Norwich , apparently unconscious of the absurdity of the argument . " I would VOL . I. F give her a hug , and tell her it was An April Day . 81.
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66 Kathleen afternoon answer arms asked Lord Norwich beauty began Bertha Wynne boreen bough branch bright Captain Ashurst caught chaff cheeks child cloud colour cricket cried Kathleen dark daugh dead silence Denis O'Brien Denis's Dermot Astore Derrylinn dogcart door faint father fear fell FLORENCE MARRYAT followed frightened gazing girl glance glen Glencullin House grass grew hand haunted house heard heart hedge hedgerows hope horse hurt hussars impa Kath Kathleen felt Kathleen's eyes lane laughed leen light lips listened Miss Bayley Miss Desmond Miss Wynne mond moon moonlight never night papa paused pleasant quickly reached returned Kathleen road round sang seated side silence sing Kathleen Mavourneen smile soft song sound spoke stood strange suddenly Sutton tell thought told tone took turned voice walk watching wich wish wood nymph words young
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Page 7 - Kathleen Mavourneen, awake from thy slumbers! The blue mountains glow in the sun's golden light; Ah, where is the spell that once hung on my numbers? Arise in thy beauty, thou star of my night! Mavourneen, Mavourneen, my sad tears are falling, To think that from Erin and thee I must part!
Page 178 - O'er all there hung a shadow and a fear; A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, 458 And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is haunted.
Page 13 - Her vest of gold Broidered with flowers, and clasped from head to foot: An emerald stone in every golden clasp; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, A coronet of pearls. But then her face, So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth, — The overflowings of an innocent heart, — It haunts me still, though many a year has fled, Like some wild melody.
Page 6 - Ah, where is the spell that once hung on my numbers? Arise in thy beauty, thou star of my night ! Mavourneen, Mavourneen, my sad tears are falling, To think that from Erin and thee I must part ! It may be for years, and it may be forever ! Then why art thou silent, thou voice of my heart?
Page 225 - I and my love wont to gae ! 1 leaned my back unto an aik ; I thought it was a trusty tree ; But first it bowed, and syne it brak...
Page 67 - Good-night, good-night ! parting is such sweet sorrow. That I shall say — good-night, till it be morrow.
Page 88 - A something, light as air — a look, A word unkind or wrongly taken — Oh! love, that tempests never shook, A breath, a touch like this hath shaken.