The Early Called, The Stoic, and the Lansbys of Lansby Hall

Carey, Lea, and Blanchard, 1836 - 202 pàgines

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Pàgina 7 - Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north-wind's breath, And stars to set — but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death...
Pàgina 44 - Youth and the opening rose May look like things too glorious for decay, And smile at thee ! - but thou art not of those That wait the ripened bloom to seize their prey.
Pàgina 141 - ... than any of them has power to act upon me against my will by mere physical impulsion; and through my intelligence I am the only one who can examine all the rest. What being here below, except man, can observe others, measure, calculate, forecast their motions, their effects, and unite, so to speak, the feeling of a common existence with that of his individual existence ? What is there so absurd in the thought that all things are made for me, when I alone can relate all things to myself ? It is...
Pàgina 176 - ... as they call it, and have our ballrooms filled with the grinning sons and daughters of vanity? The loss truly is great. I wonder not at your despair.
Pàgina 175 - CHAPTER II. THE old man was sitting in a high backed oaken chair, his hands folded before him, and his eyelids closely pressed together, but evidently not in sleep — the motions of his lips and the fitful contraction of his brow, showed that the spirit was busy within. At a table beside him sat a young lady, with a shade of settled melancholy visible on her subdued, yet noble features. She turned her eyes every now and then from the paper on which she appeared to be sketching, with an expression...
Pàgina 175 - There 1 how dare you call me father, which ought to be a name of reverence, of piety, of love, when you well know that in your heart of hearts you detest me as a selfish, cold, unpitying old man ? " " You wrong me, father ! Never, even in thought, has my affection wandered away from you.
Pàgina 177 - No, not a villain, dear father, not a villain" — "Yes, madam, a villain; I say a proud, presumptuous, insensible villain. What ! and is Francis Lansby still master of that silly heart ? I charged you long ago to dismiss him from your thoughts. Julia Lansby, why have you not obeyed me ?" " I have obeyed you, father, in all things possible. I have submitted without a murmur to your commands. I have given you my promise never to speak to him, to write to him, to hear of him or from him, without your...
Pàgina 180 - But they still were happy. I gave them notice that I had put another tenant into Springfield. They left it; he procured a curacy in some distant part of the country. I married ; and, even in the first months of matrimony, thought much more of their happiness than of my own. My Harry was born, and yet I felt no diminution of my hatred. At your birth I resolved, if possible, to repay to the son the agony that had been inflicted on me by the parents. I have succeeded. One after another they died; they...
Pàgina 178 - She paused, and then added, with a tone of touching and solemn dignity—" Francis Lansby thinks of you as MY father.
Pàgina 1 - Dr. Bird has risen, in a comparatively short space of time, to a very enviable reputation ; and we have heard it asserted that his...

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