An April Day: A NovelF. V. White, 1883 |
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... 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 for ever , Oh , why art thou silent , thou voice of my heart ? Kathleen Mavourneen . " There ...
... 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 for ever , Oh , why art thou silent , thou voice of my heart ? Kathleen Mavourneen . " There ...
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... night . She was even prettier than he had thought at first , for when she spoke , her whole face lit up and sparkled like sunlight on water . " I am afraid I have disturbed you , " he said ; " won't you get on your scat again , it looks ...
... night . She was even prettier than he had thought at first , for when she spoke , her whole face lit up and sparkled like sunlight on water . " I am afraid I have disturbed you , " he said ; " won't you get on your scat again , it looks ...
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... night there was a fearful storm , and a great branch was blown off the tree - you can see the mark still — and poor Kathleen died of a broken heart very soon after . I am always so afraid of anything happening to this bough , it 42 An ...
... night there was a fearful storm , and a great branch was blown off the tree - you can see the mark still — and poor Kathleen died of a broken heart very soon after . I am always so afraid of anything happening to this bough , it 42 An ...
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... night of the picnic , and look " -producing the locket from his pocket- " look what she left behind her . " " Oh , my locket ! " cried Kathleen gladly . " I am so delighted . I was afraid it was lost . How did you find it in the dark ...
... night of the picnic , and look " -producing the locket from his pocket- " look what she left behind her . " " Oh , my locket ! " cried Kathleen gladly . " I am so delighted . I was afraid it was lost . How did you find it in the dark ...
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... night of the picnic in the glen , and now that she had dis- covered the singer was Lord Norwich , she could not refrain from smiling at the coincidence , as she sauntered slowly home across the CHAPTER IV HERMIA AND HELENA,
... night of the picnic in the glen , and now that she had dis- covered the singer was Lord Norwich , she could not refrain from smiling at the coincidence , as she sauntered slowly home across the CHAPTER IV HERMIA AND HELENA,
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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.