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A Woman Sold

Auhtor: Augusta Webster

Language: english

Genres:

classic
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Review by C. F. Hill, March 2007


Rating: (*****)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Excerpts from the Book 'A Woman Sold':

... Dim shadow rests upon the quiet vale Night silence holds it yet in happy rest Voiceless the silver river shimmers pale ...
... sentiment, Grace, innocence, aye even piety And taste in decking churches, such fawn eyes As yours are, Eleanor, and such a bloom Of an ...
... Yes I who must see you pine, Worn with the weight of your heavy cross, Paler and thinner day by day, And know that my lips pronounced your doom, ...
... word, Not one smooth word of hope. When he did love I knew before he spoke-half knew, I think, Before he knew it. Now I as well know He'll ...
... to. Mary. You know him? Lady B. Why, he has An uncle-or aunt's husband I should say- And cousins-pretty ...
... How many feet?-And out and away The surges roll back to the tossing bay And if I lay whelmed in their seething race Would the world ...
... is dying, all is dead, But I said Though all should die Nothing is quite perished. A Woman Sold THE BLUSH ROSE. ...
... miser's grip,While he told it in the night,The red gold stained with hidden soil Of fraud and shame. So we blessed the good, and we checked ...
... will vex the summer night, Thou lying there In a great stillness, motionless and white, Calm in the dreamless quiet of the dead.Hush! she turns ...
... Amys wearily must wendTo the leaf-stripped thorn In whose greenness they did meet: And the autumn wind moaned his despair. Ever and anonBack ...
... bye. Love, I must no more look on thy dear faceGive me one little kiss and let me go. But she made a little startled cry,Like a baby child ...
... Are those that bear rich grapes, not the wild sprays That droop and twine and wander with the winds, Growing towards the sunlight as they ...
... And the aunt was all a-tremble, with some speech Quivering upon her lips that would not come And every now and then she gave a cough, ...
... Guarini might perchance reveal, Unconsciously, the answer which he sought To a far other question. At a word The little ...
... That comes to me, I take it as one takes A flower from any hand for its own sweet And not as caring for the hand that gives, I take it womanlike. ...
... would serve, And so we'll pray for that end, you and I.' This is the letter see, and added here In postscript 'Would thou couldst ...
... the happier they. Emilio learnt it very. bitterly Because for him it meant the nighest thing To starving. Piece by piece the coins ...
... And Gervase, wild With sudden boisterousness, caught the child up And tossed her in his arms and carried her, She shrieking with ...
... what more Could any teach them than to hope and dream? And now, dear Procla, leave me, I have work, Letters and long reports to write for ...
... up The several threads of counter prophecies And show them crossing but as woof and warp, But I trust God and Jesus whom he sent, Whom we ...