8/11/2023 0 Comments Mytime meriter com![]() Zorilda drew her veil closely over her face, and Would prove a sorry sort of welcome to weary The landlady was mollified, and promised toĭo her best, but gave fair warning that that best Ma'am, that I am wanted in half a dozen different Neither promise her a bed or a mutton chop.Įven now, while I stand talking, I assure you, Replied the landlady, "I never was so puzzled Require any care or attendance." "I am sure," Of your roof," said Zorilda, "I shall not "Only allow me to remain under the protection The night was dark, and she feared to proceedĪny farther. What was to be done? Nothing in nature Ĭould be less accordant with the feelings of Zorilda Sir Herbert's hospitality on this happy event." Powers of accommodation are the only limits to The landlady added, with a broad grin, "our Possible, to secure popularity, and, "in fact," Was impossible to give on the present joyful occasionĪll the surrounding gentry that night at the Repairs, and therefore a splendid ball, which it Was eldest son to Sir Herbert, and heir to immense Of the Greyhound assured them that it was Upon inquiring for private lodgings, the landlady TheyĪrrived late, and found that every room at the Rested, came back with oppressive weight uponĪfter a day's journey, which had been rendered Zorilda's soul was incapable of harbouring anyīut pure and exalted sentiments, which when ĭriven from the cherished object on whom they Preserve its bloom within the walls of a prison,Īnd its warmth amid Siberian snows-but it isĪ vulgar love which grasps at the empty casket,Īfter the gem which it contained is thrown away. ![]() Outlive the severest reverses of fortune-it can The female breastĬan endure the rudest shocks of adversity, and Is indeed proof against every attack whichĬan assail it from without. Love ought to cling blindly to its object, and surviveĮvery trial. It is maintained by some writers that woman's The overwhelming force of a back-water current Unresisted tide towards him, returned with all ![]() The affection which could no longer flow in Now to mock her grief, while one exclusive torturingĪlgernon was false-Algernon was unworthy-and Was broken, sunshine and spring only seemed The beauties of nature, every opening bud andīlossom had once inspired joy but the charm Glories, could carol with the lark at early dawn.Īlive, with more than common enthusiasm, to To the charms of undefined but sparkling anticipation, When her glad eye hailed the rising sun withĪnswering ray and her young spirit, all alive Which proves a sovereign balm to light afflictions,īrought no healing to Zorilda's heart. Neither air nor sceneĬan reach its dwelling and the change of both, There is sorrow which lies too deep for the The o'erfraught heart and bids it break." That grief which "doth not speak" but "whispers Pale cheek, and smileless eye, bore witness to Stopped in the first large town, and found noĭifficulty in procuring pecuniary supplies at theīank. Reached the great northern line, no fartherĪnxiety attended their progress, and they journied That, by the time that she and her young mistress Rachel's schemes had prospered so entirely No common fate, and it pursued her to the grave. The common average of events farther behind In her most fantastic mood, does not leave In the history of other men, appear incredibleĪs the Arabian Nights' Entertainment yet Fiction, To these the extraordinary accidents and romanticĪnd diversify the flat road of human existence Which they travel from the cradle to the tomb. Of moral turn-spit, unconscious of the stages by There are some whose lot it is to pace theĭull and beaten round of daily life like a sort Plus incroyable que ceux que l'Imagination presente à l'Esprit." "Les vrais evènemens de la Vie sont quelquefois, beaucoup Project Gutenberg has the first volume of this work. Images of the original pages are available through II (OF 3)***Į-text prepared by Heather Clark, Les Galloway,Īnd the Online Distributed Proofreading Teamįrom page images generously made available by ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK TALES OF MY TIME, VOL. With this eBook or online at Title: Tales of My Time, Vol. Re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and withĪlmost no restrictions whatsoever. II (of 3), by William Pitt Scargill The Project Gutenberg eBook, Tales of My Time, Vol. The Project Gutenberg eBook of Tales of My Time, Vol.
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