An April Day: A NovelF. V. White, 1883 |
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... glen , and emerg- ing into the green fields that lie below , becomes a placid stream , " Seeming still , yet still in motion , " as it glides gently round its furze - covered banks on its way to the far - off ocean . The glen is wild ...
... glen , and emerg- ing into the green fields that lie below , becomes a placid stream , " Seeming still , yet still in motion , " as it glides gently round its furze - covered banks on its way to the far - off ocean . The glen is wild ...
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... glen , crossing a rustic bridge at the end , and amongst the tree stems the river flashes out here and there as the sunlight catches it , till it looks like a silver thread winding through the lonely valley . The air is always cool and ...
... glen , crossing a rustic bridge at the end , and amongst the tree stems the river flashes out here and there as the sunlight catches it , till it looks like a silver thread winding through the lonely valley . The air is always cool and ...
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... glen in bright flashes from between the sombre tree stems , while a faint breeze rose and stirred the leaves with a slumberous sound , which blended harmoniously with the soft wash of the moonlit stream . When the meal had been ...
... glen in bright flashes from between the sombre tree stems , while a faint breeze rose and stirred the leaves with a slumberous sound , which blended harmoniously with the soft wash of the moonlit stream . When the meal had been ...
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... glen , where a thick hedge divided it from the neighbouring fields . There was something white , apparently , trying to pass through the hedge , so Lord Norwich pressed on , and reaching the fence , grasped a portion of the mysterious ...
... glen , where a thick hedge divided it from the neighbouring fields . There was something white , apparently , trying to pass through the hedge , so Lord Norwich pressed on , and reaching the fence , grasped a portion of the mysterious ...
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... glen with divine melody . It was all so romantic and mysterious . It was a week after the picnic that the annual Horse Fair was held at Derry- linn , and as Lord Norwich and his friend Captain Ashurst were making their way slowly ...
... glen with divine melody . It was all so romantic and mysterious . It was a week after the picnic that the annual Horse Fair was held at Derry- linn , and as Lord Norwich and his friend Captain Ashurst were making their way slowly ...
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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.