She deemed herself little beholden to Athelwold for a passion which had deprived her of a crown; and knowing the force of her own charms, she did not despair even yet of reaching that dignity, of which her husband's artifice had bereaved her.
Bismarck was too wise a man to persist in attempting impossibilities, and after a bitter fight he became conciliatory.
Aunt Helen, grannie, Frank Hawden, myself, and a number of other ladies and gentlemen, were going to have ten days or a fortnight in tents among the blue hills in the distance, which held many treasures in the shape of lyrebirds, musk, ferns, and such scenery as would make the thing perfection.
years ago, Long years ago, when dumb I stood Beside that little grass-green mound-- Would I had lain beneath the mound!-- And gazed out through my briny tears, Upon the future lonely years, Upon the cold, bleak, cheerless years, Till Earth should ope her grassy breast, And take me to my welcome rest, Where she in Death's cold arms lay prest; This day it seems--Ah me!
Its interior wears a deeply dejected, nay a profoundly gloomy aspect.
For three days we had not seen a salmon, and on the fourth, despairing, we went down to angle for sea-trout in the tide of the greater Saguenay.
It is a cowardly soul that shrinks or grows faint and despondent as soon as the storm begins to gather, or even when the first cloud appears on the horizon.
The only defect in the plot, which occurs to me, is, that Valerius, after his escape with Athanasia from Ostium, should have been landed safely in Britain, and thus completed the happiness of a disconsolate and affectionate mother, whom he left there, and who is never afterwards mentioned.
This on the belly, that upon the back One of the other lay, and others crawling Shifted themselves along the dismal road.
Preserved the life of my sometime distressed daughter?
I could only check this doleful strain of reflection by sternly recalling myself to the real question--the state of the fortunes of me, John Martin.
It was now nearly half-past three, and, conscious that I had a high and rising temperature, I determined to lie down and get a few hours' sleep.
Polly admitted it with downcast eyes.
About the land I wander, all forlorn, About the land, with sorrow-quenched eyes; Seeking my love among the silent woods; Seeking her by the fountains and the streams; Calling her name unto lone mountain tops; Sending it flying on the clouds to heaven.
"I don't know her," I said, "but I've seen her; a charming looking woman, about forty-five, with a gloomy-faced husband--a fellow who might be rather a Tartar to live with.
There were Cooke and Cartwright and Somers and Digbee--and yes, Wesley Blair, looking very glum and unhappy.
But most she grieved that we were leaving Moonfleet, and showed her grief in such pretty ways, as made me almost glad to see her sorry.
The stranger advanced slowly and shyly, with something a little deprecatory in his air, to which a lathy figure, a slight stoop, and a very gentle and even heartbroken look in his pale long face, gave a more marked character of shrinking and timidity.
Glance for a minute within the room that enshrines the tomb, and you will see the walls hung with tiny toy cradles,--the votive offerings of heartsick women from whom the grace of Mama Hajiyani has lifted the curse of childlessness.
"You're hurting me----" And now Mark King moved at last.
"No, ma'am," he said; "I mean, Miss--" "No matter--you'll get into the habit," said the lady, with a languishing smile; "I meant to observe, my dear friend, that Reddy might be very good, and I suppose she is--and she might have had a great and instructive affection for you at one period; but you know we cannot control our sentiments, and Reddy has probably fancied herself in love with somebody else."
I stood on the shore whilst the nets and fishing tackle were put on board, then he said in a low voice,-- 'It's a comfort to feel you will be near my poor lass to-night, sir.
We recognise you, Executive Commission; it is in vain that you disguise yourself in the bloody rags of the Committee of Public Safety, your are still yourself, you are still Felix Pyat, you are still Ranvier, you have never ceased to be Gerardin; you hope to make yourself obeyed more readily under this lugubrious costume, but you mistake.
He said that my line was to stand off a bit and be serious and melancholy in the background.
Upon that pathetic and lamb-like record of our diplomacy during the months between the outbreak of the European War, and the entry of Turkey into it in October 1914, it would be morbid to dwell at any length, though a short summary is necessary.
Hazlerig, a man of stern republican principles, and of a temper hasty, morose, and ungovernable, obtained a sight of this paper, denounceda it as an attempt to subvert the parliament, and moved that Lambert, its author, should be sent to the Tower; but his violence was checked by the declaration of Fleetwood, that Lambert knew nothing of its origin; and the house contented itself with ordering all copies of the obnoxious petition to be delivered up, and with resolvingb that "to augment the number of general officers was needless, chargeable, and dangerous."
Kaviak sat there in the red glow, dressed only in a shirt, staring with incredulous, mournful eyes at the Farva who had-- Then, as Mac made no sign, he sighed again, and held out two little shaky hands to the blaze.
Thy kind indulgence, even undeserv'd, Should melancholy wight or pensive lover, Courtier, snug cit, or carpet knight so trim Our blossoms cull, he'll find himself in clover, Gain sense from precept, laughter from our whim.
And the real explanation of this success of the optimistic reformer, of this failure of the pessimistic reformer, is, after all, an explanation of sufficient simplicity.
There is a square of four such sides; and of places for meditation, grave, yet not too somber, it seemed to me one of the best.
Then the poor sorrowful child began to weep afresh.
"Time works changes amongst the worst of us, Mr. Nowell, I daresay your son has improved his habits in all these years and is heartily sorry for the errors of his youth."
let polar spirits sweep The darkening world, and tempest-troubled deep!"
what ill counseling Prevail'd on thee to break the plighted bond Many, who now are weeping, would rejoice, Had God to Ema giv'n thee, the first time Thou near our city cam'st.
And surely, I stoopt and kist her, as she did look so wistful in her little puzzlement; and immediately I removed her trouble very natural, and told that I should stand guard anigh to her, the while that she bathed.
The face of the Irishman wore such a long, woebegone expression, that it brought a smile to the face of his companion.