Abbeychurch, or Self control and self conceitJames Burns, 1844 - 320 Seiten |
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Seite 156 - How do you mean ?' said Lucy. ' Why,' said Helen, hesitating a little, ' how many people run wild, and adopt foolish and wicked views of politics, for want of reading history religiously ! And the astronomers and geologists, without faith, question the possibility of the first chapter of Genesis ; and some people fancy that the world was peopled with a great tribe of wild savages, instead of believing all about Adam and Eve and the Patriarchs. Now if you turn religion out, you see, you are sure to...
Seite 228 - The wound it seemed both sore and sad To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That show'd the rogues they lied : The man recovered of the bite — The dog it was that died.
Seite 103 - A weary lot is thine, fair maid, A weary lot is thine ! To pull the thorn thy brow to braid, And press the rue for wine! A lightsome eye, a soldier's mien, A feather of the blue, A doublet of the Lincoln green, — No more of me you knew, My love!
Seite 143 - While Cynthia checks her dragon yoke, Gently o'er the accustomed oak : Sweet bird, that shunnest the noise of folly, Most musical, most melancholy ! Thee, chantress, oft the woods among, I woo, to hear thy even-song ; And, missing thee, I walk unseen On the dry, smooth-shaven green, To behold the wandering moon, Riding near her highest noon, Like one that...
Seite 246 - And now my story's begun, I'll tell you another About Jack and his brother, And now my story is done.
Seite 20 - Merlon's delighted eyes, as on the twenty-seventh of August, she, with her father and mother, came to the top of a long hill, about five miles from Abbeychurch. What that sight was to her, only' those who have shared in the joys of Church-building can know. She had many a time built the Church in her fancy ; she knew from drawing and description nearly every window, every buttress, every cornice ; she had heard by letter of every step in the progress of the building, but now, that narrow white point,...
Seite 320 - do you think that if any one read its history, they would learn any such lesson unless you told them beforehand ?" " Perhaps not," said Sir Edward, " as you have not learnt it from your whole life.
Seite 161 - At this moment the gentleman, quite in Elizabeth's line, came into the room. He had a quantity of bushy black hair, a long gold chain round his neck, a plaid velvet waistcoat, in which scarlet was the predominant colour, and his whole air expressed full consciousness of the distinguished part which he was about to act. Poor Elizabeth ! little reliance as she usually placed in Katherine's descriptions, she had expected to see something a little more gentleman-like than what she now beheld, and her...
Seite 131 - But Cedric remembered Torquilstone before the Normans came," said Anne. " No, no, he could not, though he had been told what it had been before Front de bceuf altered it," said Elizabeth. " And old Ulrica was there when Front de boeuf's father took it," said Anne. " I cannot tell how long a hag may live...
Seite 131 - and I want to know whether he is not the father of Cedric of Rotherwood." " He must have been his grandfather," said Elizabeth, " Cedric lived a hundred years after." " But Cedric remembered Torquilstone before the Normans came,