Aims and ends, a novel, by C.C.G.

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第244页 - Haste me to know it, that I, with wings as swift As meditation, or the thoughts of love, May sweep to my revenge.
第26页 - For my heart was hot and restless, And my life was full of care, And the burden laid upon me Seemed greater than I could bear. But now it has fallen from me, It is buried in the sea ; And only the sorrow of others Throws its shadow over me.
第47页 - THERE is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the grass, Or night-dews on still waters between walls Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass; Music that gentlier on the spirit lies, Than tired eyelids upon tired eyes; Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies. Here are cool mosses deep, And thro...
第87页 - THE day is cold, and dark, and dreary ; It rains, and the wind is never weary ; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary.
第175页 - Turn thy wild wheel through sunshine, storm, and cloud; Thy wheel and thee we neither love nor hate. Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel with smile or frown; With that wild wheel we go not up or down; Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great. 'Smile and we smile, the lords of many lands; Frown and we smile, the lords of...
第270页 - Heart ! Nothing is vain : Strive not, for life is care, And God sends pain ; Heaven is above, and there Rest will remain ! Be strong to love...
第198页 - For when the heart goes before, like a lamp and illumines the pathway, Many things are made clear that else would lie hidden in darkness.
第94页 - I am sure you have no reason to complain of any want of civility on my part.
第37页 - Eleanor bowed her face upon her hands, and her whole frame shook with the violence of her weeping.