An April Day: A NovelF. V. White, 1883 |
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... tone of voice was so unmistakably sincere , that Mr Desmond made no further demur ; and , when Lord Norwich had given his groom directions , the two men mounted the dogcart , and set forth on their way . This was a lucky chance , Lord ...
... tone of voice was so unmistakably sincere , that Mr Desmond made no further demur ; and , when Lord Norwich had given his groom directions , the two men mounted the dogcart , and set forth on their way . This was a lucky chance , Lord ...
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... rid of him immediately afterwards . Kathleen did not deny this accusation ; she only laughed . " When you grow older , " continued Mr Desmond , speaking somewhat gravely , though his tone was kind , " and know the 60 An April Day .
... rid of him immediately afterwards . Kathleen did not deny this accusation ; she only laughed . " When you grow older , " continued Mr Desmond , speaking somewhat gravely , though his tone was kind , " and know the 60 An April Day .
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... tone . " I do like Denis . I think he is very good and nice ; but , oh ! he is so very dull ; I wish he would marry Bertha ; they are so like one another , there ought to be affinity of souls between them ; and what interesting ...
... tone . " I do like Denis . I think he is very good and nice ; but , oh ! he is so very dull ; I wish he would marry Bertha ; they are so like one another , there ought to be affinity of souls between them ; and what interesting ...
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... tone . " Dermot Astore , " laughed Kathleen , " otherwise Lord Norwich . He sings very well , and I expect the gratitude of the public for having procured such a star . ” " But I don't know Lord Norwich , and I don't think mamma would ...
... tone . " Dermot Astore , " laughed Kathleen , " otherwise Lord Norwich . He sings very well , and I expect the gratitude of the public for having procured such a star . ” " But I don't know Lord Norwich , and I don't think mamma would ...
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... tones . " We better make haste , " continued Bertha , " I am afraid mamma may be anxious about us . " Kathleen said no more . and they walked on . Lord Norwich hardly knew whether he was glad or sorry the interruption had occurred , and ...
... tones . " We better make haste , " continued Bertha , " I am afraid mamma may be anxious about us . " Kathleen said no more . and they walked on . Lord Norwich hardly knew whether he was glad or sorry the interruption had occurred , and ...
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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.