The New Monthly Belle Assemblée, Volumes 42-43Joseph Rogerson - Fashion |
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... smile , but mutely , He pointeth to the sky ! To much that thou wouldst ask him He oft withholds replies . His motto is , " Endure it : Our rest before us lies ! " Thus by thy side he goeth ; And little doth he say ; Still on the bright ...
... smile , but mutely , He pointeth to the sky ! To much that thou wouldst ask him He oft withholds replies . His motto is , " Endure it : Our rest before us lies ! " Thus by thy side he goeth ; And little doth he say ; Still on the bright ...
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... smile at it ; but when she finds it does not answer her , or look at her in return , there come glimpses of the real truth that it is a mass of rags and nothing more , and she flings it away from her , buries her face wildly in her ...
... smile at it ; but when she finds it does not answer her , or look at her in return , there come glimpses of the real truth that it is a mass of rags and nothing more , and she flings it away from her , buries her face wildly in her ...
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... smiling morning in February ; the guests had assembled who were to accom- pany us to church , the veil and the orange- flowers had been placed on my head , and my sisters , and some young friends who were to act with them as my ...
... smiling morning in February ; the guests had assembled who were to accom- pany us to church , the veil and the orange- flowers had been placed on my head , and my sisters , and some young friends who were to act with them as my ...
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... smile ; " I am not much sur- prised at it , for it is some time since he began to call me so . ' " Then , " said my aunt , her counte- 99 Time . While friends are beseeching you not to weep 22 The Trials of Three Sisters .
... smile ; " I am not much sur- prised at it , for it is some time since he began to call me so . ' " Then , " said my aunt , her counte- 99 Time . While friends are beseeching you not to weep 22 The Trials of Three Sisters .
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... smile . I thought the time of declaration had come , and my assurance was confirmed by Linburn's next remark . " Have you not some- times wondered , Geraldine , " he said , softly pressing my arm , " that I have never spoken of my ...
... smile . I thought the time of declaration had come , and my assurance was confirmed by Linburn's next remark . " Have you not some- times wondered , Geraldine , " he said , softly pressing my arm , " that I have never spoken of my ...
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