Vara: Or, The Child of Adoption |
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... Pacific island , and separates it from yon girdling reef that rears its ragged breast against the billows of the surging ocean . Approach the extreme point carefully , for the footing is treacherous , and look down , and there some ...
... Pacific island , and separates it from yon girdling reef that rears its ragged breast against the billows of the surging ocean . Approach the extreme point carefully , for the footing is treacherous , and look down , and there some ...
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... Pacific Ocean . The next minute Vara's eye was caught by two figures , standing upon the highest point of the reef , where it rose far above the reach of the dashing breakers . The tall figure of a native youth , the effect of his ...
... Pacific Ocean . The next minute Vara's eye was caught by two figures , standing upon the highest point of the reef , where it rose far above the reach of the dashing breakers . The tall figure of a native youth , the effect of his ...
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... ocean , yet so unlike the familiar voice of the long - surging Pacific , that Vara thought the Atlantic sung a very strange song . Vara watched the baggage of the passengers as it dis- appeared on the wharf , and seemed to her as ...
... ocean , yet so unlike the familiar voice of the long - surging Pacific , that Vara thought the Atlantic sung a very strange song . Vara watched the baggage of the passengers as it dis- appeared on the wharf , and seemed to her as ...
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... Pacific Ocean , has much to learn before she is familiar with the most common objects we meet in our streets . As for Vara , if an albatross had caught her up from her island- home and dropped her in the streets of the town of Liberty ...
... Pacific Ocean , has much to learn before she is familiar with the most common objects we meet in our streets . As for Vara , if an albatross had caught her up from her island- home and dropped her in the streets of the town of Liberty ...
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... Pacific Ocean , and fell exhausted in the very middle of our grass plot ; and I picked her up , and she came to life again in my arms , and smiled upon me with eyes of the deepest blue that were ever stolen from the violets . " " No ...
... Pacific Ocean , and fell exhausted in the very middle of our grass plot ; and I picked her up , and she came to life again in my arms , and smiled upon me with eyes of the deepest blue that were ever stolen from the violets . " " No ...
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Page 106 - So live, that, when thy summons comes to join The innumerable caravan, which moves To that mysterious realm, where each shall take His chamber in the silent halls of death, Thou go not, like the quarry-slave at night, Scourged to his dungeon, but sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, Like one who wraps the drapery of his couch About him, and lies down to pleasant dreams.
Page 60 - Whatever is, is to me a matter of taste or distaste; or when once it becomes indifferent, it begins to be disrelishing. I am, in plainer words, a bundle of prejudices — made up of likings and dislikings — the veriest thrall to sympathies, apathies, antipathies.
Page 9 - And yet, fair bow, no fabling dreams, But words of the Most High, Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky.
Page 73 - I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.
Page 174 - They loved, but their story we cannot unfold; They scorned, but the heart of the haughty is cold; They grieved, but no wail from their slumbers may come; They joyed, but the voice of their gladness is dumb.
Page 195 - Does pure religion charm thee Far more than aught below ? Would'st thou that she should arm thee Against the hour of woe ? Think not she dwelleth only In temples built for prayer ; For home itself is lonely, Unless her smiles be there...
Page 9 - O'er mountain, tower, and town, Or mirror'd in the ocean vast, A thousand fathoms down ! ' ;" '""' As fresh in yon horizon dark, As young thy beauties seem, As when the eagle from the ark First sported in thy beam. For, faithful to its sacred page, Heaven still rebuilds thy span, Nor lets the type grow pale with age That first spoke peace to man.
Page 172 - O'er all there hung the shadow of a fear, A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is haunted.
Page 174 - I had in infancy upon the bosom of my mother. Alas ! how little do we appreciate a mother's tenderness while living ! How heedless are we in youth of all her anxieties and kindness ! But when she is dead and gone, when the cares and coldness of the world come withering to our hearts...
Page 174 - For we are the same things our fathers have been; We see the same sights that our fathers have seen. We drink the same stream, and we feel the same sun, And run the same course that our fathers have run.