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Page 239 - There, too, our elder sister plied Her evening task the stand beside; A full, rich nature, free to trust, Truthful and almost sternly just, Impulsive, earnest, prompt to act, And make her generous thought a fact, Keeping with many a light disguise The secret of self-sacrifice.
Page 269 - COULD ye come back to me, Douglas, Douglas, In the old likeness that I knew, I would be so faithful, so loving, Douglas, Douglas, Douglas, tender and true. Never a scornful word should grieve ye, I'd smile on ye sweet as the angels do ; — Sweet as your smile on me shone ever, Douglas, Douglas, tender and true.
Page 33 - And all along the coast that year Votive candles were scarce and dear. Never a tear bedims the eye That time and patience will not dry; Never a lip is curved with pain That can't be kissed into smiles again...
Page 247 - These sayings are true at all times, and equally true that " a little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
Page 260 - ... The household art is the only dower I can bring, save myself, to him I wed; Canst thou find the roof and earn the flour ? Then I can make home, and sweet, white bread. "Thou art poor, art thou ? Yet thou lovest me! " Her pale face flushed with a burning red: "Well, Maud is poor, and she loveth thee; So now we are rich, are we not?" she said, And faltered, all trembling with love confessed; And I, with knowing I was so dear, Trembled, but gathered my rose to my breast; And Love was answered, and...