The Family friend [ed. by R.K. Philp]., Band 4Robert Kemp Philp |
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... Henry Linden was particularly favoured with the enjoyment of this gift . In the bestowment of his affections , it would have been scarcely possible for his choice to have fallen where he did not find , or believe himself beloved in ...
... Henry Linden was particularly favoured with the enjoyment of this gift . In the bestowment of his affections , it would have been scarcely possible for his choice to have fallen where he did not find , or believe himself beloved in ...
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... Henry Linden would have discovered in this , the lady of his choice , a certain absence of that ardour of attachment towards himself which is neces- sary for even a moderate amount of happi- ness in married life . Congeniality there ...
... Henry Linden would have discovered in this , the lady of his choice , a certain absence of that ardour of attachment towards himself which is neces- sary for even a moderate amount of happi- ness in married life . Congeniality there ...
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... Henry Lin- den , for the time being , or any occupa- tion more in accordance with his taste , than that of superintending the various operations now going on in his own house , so far , at least , as embellishment was con- cerned . His ...
... Henry Lin- den , for the time being , or any occupa- tion more in accordance with his taste , than that of superintending the various operations now going on in his own house , so far , at least , as embellishment was con- cerned . His ...
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... Henry over- whelmed with grief , and the effect upon her own mind had been a conviction that this must never be , that she would far rather , if it were possible , bear the bur- den and the grief herself . At present , however , there ...
... Henry over- whelmed with grief , and the effect upon her own mind had been a conviction that this must never be , that she would far rather , if it were possible , bear the bur- den and the grief herself . At present , however , there ...
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... Henry Linden , -Henry , of all people upon earth , spoke to her , and treated her as if she was a woman , and capable of being a friend , -nay , even an adviser , the secret gratification this conviction imparted was beyond what words ...
... Henry Linden , -Henry , of all people upon earth , spoke to her , and treated her as if she was a woman , and capable of being a friend , -nay , even an adviser , the secret gratification this conviction imparted was beyond what words ...
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Seite 134 - The floating clouds their state. shall lend To her; for her the willow bend; Nor shall she fail to see Even in the motions of the storm Grace that shall mould the maiden's form By silent sympathy.
Seite 134 - I remember, I remember Where I was used to swing, And thought the air must rush as fresh To swallows on the wing; My spirit flew in feathers then That is so heavy now, And summer pools could hardly cool The fever on my brow. I remember, I remember The fir trees dark and high; I used to think their slender tops Were close against the sky: It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm farther off from- Heaven Than when I was a boy.
Seite 353 - Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere, While day arises, that sweet hour of prime.
Seite 134 - Three years she grew in sun and shower, Then Nature said, "A lovelier flower On earth was never sown ; This Child I to myself will take; She shall be mine, and I will make A Lady of my own.
Seite 148 - Live while you live, the Epicure would say, And seize the pleasures of the present day. Live while you live, the sacred Preacher cries, And give to God each moment as it flies.
Seite 177 - It never through my mind had past The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more ! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st...
Seite 353 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Seite 88 - I gazed— and gazed— but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
Seite 353 - Speak ye who best can tell, ye sons of light, .Angels; for ye behold Him, and with songs And choral symphonies, day without night Circle His throne rejoicing ; ye in heaven, On earth join all ye creatures to extol Him first, Him last, Him midst, and without end.
Seite 297 - They sin who tell us Love can die. With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...