Lovers' Saint Ruth's: And Three Other TalesCopeland and Day, 1895 - 123 pagine |
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Adela æons Agata arms began Belfast boat born Brale Braleton breath brother cern cheek cheerful child Colonel dark dead dear divine door Drogan Dublin ebb-tide Eleanor Thurlocke eyes face father felt Ferrara flag geant Gullim hand head heard heart Hoggett Honorable Langdon Openshaw hour Hughey Hughey's Italy Jibtopsails kissed knew Lady Eleanor laid Lamb Lamb of God Langham laughed live loike looked Lord Richard Lovers lying McClutch and Gullim's Molly mother Nasmith ness never Niccola night Ninth anti-Sassenach Bank niver Nora notta O'Kinsella old Earl once Orrinleigh passed pause Phwhat poor Potenza Pray Richmond Bridge Rodolfo Saint Michael Saint Ruth's Saladin seemed Sergeant sister smiled soul spirit spoke Street struck sweet tears tell there's things thought told took touched Vandyck Vivian voice wall wife Winny Ye'll young
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Pagina 69 - All in the April evening I thought on the Lamb of God. The lambs were weary, and crying With a weak human cry, I thought on the Lamb of God Going meekly to die. Up in the blue, blue mountains Dewy pastures are sweet: Rest for the little bodies, Rest for the little feet. But for the Lamb of God Up on the hill-top green, Only a Cross of shame Two stark crosses between.
Pagina 28 - To hoarse or mute; tho' fallen on evil days, On evil days tho
Pagina 95 - ... the cheerful thriftless man, with his handsome bearing and his superfluous oratory, was gone; and his Hughey was too young to be of service to those he left behind. A fine monument, with Glory be to God on it, had to be put up over him in the old churchyard, two years ago ; and there had been since the problem of schooling, feeding, and clothing Hughey, Nora, and Winny. Then Rose, three years old, fell into a lime-kiln, and was associated with the enforced luxury of a second funeral ; and Dan,...
Pagina 109 - The boy looked so thrillingly, impressively earnest that the doctor rose to the occasion. " Perhaps ! That is, a winter in France or Italy might delay the end. But dear me ! how on earth — " His voice wavered, and he hurried down. On the way back to the office, Hughey crossed Augier Street, and stalked into McClutch and Gullim's. He had business with the old woman, imminent business. Would the Ninth anti-Sassenach Bank of Belfast advance half of an annual interest? that is, would they allow him,...
Pagina 109 - Say nothing to those children of hers," he added, aside, on the threshold ; "there is no immediate need of it, and the eldest looks melancholy enough without it." But the eldest was at his elbow. With a still ardor painful to see, he raised himself close to the tall doctor, and whispered into his ear. " Phwhat wud save me mother? Wudn't money do it, MONEY?
Pagina 106 - ... could never divine, unless it was that his ears were uncommonly large and flapping. Jibtopsails sent him here and there with parcels and messages, and he had been faithful ; he had made no grave mistake yet, nor had he been unpunctual. But every Saturday of his life saw him posing as a purchaser at...
Pagina 105 - O'Kinsella should walk abroad with parasols ! Proper manoeuvring now would fetch twenty-five pounds sterling next summer. But he would hide away what he bought, and never tell until the beatific hour when his mother should have the money, and the linen, and the truth about them, all together ! Hughey went home in a series of hops and whirls, like a kitten's. He brought a flood of riotous sunshine in with him. It was supper-time; the children had each a ha'penny bun, and some tea.
Pagina 93 - The barefooted children were threading the slopes of Howth towards Raheny. Far-off, the city, with its lights and stretches of glorified evening water, was lying there lovely enough between the mountains and the sea. It was Nora's tenth birthday, and, to please her, they had been on the march all afternoon, their arms full of rock-born speedwell and primrose. " 'T is so pretty ! " echoed little Winny, with enthusiasm. But the boy looked abroad without a smile. " 'T'd be prettier when things is right,
Pagina 101 - s 'andy, and 'as little to sy, like you." He resumed critically, "'E don't appear to be from any of 'Er Marjesty's carstles, 'e don't. Perhaps 'e might like to 'ang about 'ere, and earn three bob a week...
Pagina 114 - ll be runnin' and bringin' her a chair, and takin' the beef out o' your mouth for her as long as ye live ? (Shure Oi forgot there 's goin' to be tons o' beef for yez all.) Promus me, Nora." She looked at him, and her wide blue eyes filled ; and presently she sank down all in a heap, her face in the grass, her heels in the air. It looked like revolt ; but it was regret, or rather the utter helplessness of either. The boy...