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Hath she her faults? I would you had them too

They are the fruityfire

Such as hath turned the dense black element

Into a crystal pathway for the sun

If youth is the season of hope, it is often so only in the sense that

our elders are hopeful about us; for no age is so apt as youth to think

its es, and resolves are the last of their kind Each

crisis seems final, simply because it is new We are told that the

oldest inhabitants in Peru do not cease to be agitated by the

earthquakes, but they probably see beyond each shock, and reflect that

there are plenty more to come

To Dorothea, still in that ti

full lashes look out after their rain of tears unsoiled and unwearied

as a freshly opened passion-flower, thatwith Will

Ladislaw seeoing away into the distance of unknown years, and if ever he came back

he would be another ive the lie beforehand to any suspicion that he would play

the needy adventurer seeking a rich woination, and she had interpreted all his behavior easily enough by