"Noblesse Oblige;": An English Story of To-day |
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Alley artist Barty Wooler Barty's beauty better Brockcotes Caleb Paston CHAPTER child Clarges Clay clever colour Countess of Exmoor course cousin Crown 8vo daughter dear dear Phoebe drawing-room dress Earl Edgecumbe Edmund Blount Exmoor family eyes face Fairchester's fancy father feel Folksbridge Frank Hall garden Garnet Lodge girl glad gone hand head hear heard heart honour hope Kate keep knew Lady Doro Lady Dorothea Lady Exmoor Lady Louisa Lady Penelope ladyship Latimers live looked Lord Exmoor Lord Fairchester Lord Wriothesley Lordship mamma marriage married mind Miss Dugdale Miss Paston Miss Rowe mother never Olive painter painting painting-room papa Phœbe Phoebe Paston Phoebe's poor race race-week remember round sister speak Summerley sure tell thing Thorpie thought tion town trouble turn uncle walk Wellfield woman women wonder
Popular passages
Page 555 - The hand of the reaper Takes the ears that are hoary, But the voice of the weeper Wails manhood in glory. The autumn winds rushing Waft the leaves that are searest, But our flower was in flushing, When blighting was nearest.
Page 605 - The Year of Praise ; being Hymns with Tunes, for the Sundays and Holidays of the Year. Large type, with music, 3s. 6d. ; without music, is. Small type, with music, is. 6d; without music, 6d. Tonic Sol-fa Edition, crown 8vo, is.
Page 553 - CLOSE his eyes ; his work is done ! What to him is friend or foeman, Rise of moon or set of sun, Hand of man or kiss of woman ? Lay him low, lay him low, In the clover or the snow ! What cares he ? he cannot know ; Lay him low ! As man may, he fought his fight, Proved his truth by his endeavor ; Let him sleep in solemn night, Sleep forever and forever.
Page 243 - Worth makes the man, and want of it the fellow : The rest is all but leather and prunella.