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...Life of John Coleridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands By Charlotte Mary Yonge A Penn State Electronic Classics Series Pub... ...tion Life of John Coleridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands by Charlotte M. Yonge is a publication of the Pennsylvania State Un... ... way. Life of John Coleridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands by Charlotte M. Yonge, the Pennsylvania State University, Electroni... ...n g e Life of John Coleridge Patteson: Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands By Charlotte Mary Yonge PREF PREF PREF PREF PREFA A A A ACE CE CE C... ...u very often, and send you ferns and seeds, and tell you about the Norfolk Island pines, and you must write to me, and tell me all about yourself, and... ...bjected to the probation of a return before bap- tism, but were christened Caroline and Sarah, after Mrs. Abraham and Mrs. Selwyn. Another very satisf... ...attempt at clothing. Here several passengers were taken in. The two girls, Caroline Wabisane and Sarah Wasitutru, were both married—Caroline to a Maor... ...hristian Nengonese to possess the power of striking men dead by his curse. Caroline, Kainwhat and Kowine were the children of a terrible old chief nam...

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...d from the face of the globe. Slop, the atrocious Castlereagh, the sainted Caroline (in a tight pelisse, with feathers in her head), the “Dandy of six... ... lies in his grave; and our harlequin, Ellar, prince of how many enchanted islands, was he not at Bow Street the other day,* in his dirty, tattered, f... ...have said that our artist has a great love for the drolleries of the Green Island. Would any one doubt what was the coun- try of the merry fellows dep...

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...ranslated by Katharine Prescott Wormeley Dedication To Madame la Princesse Caroline Galitzin de Genthod, nee Comtesse Walewska. Homage and remembrance... ...ed over there, look!” said the fisherman, going up a hillock to show us an island in the little Mediterranean between the dunes where we were walk- in... ...as hard for folks who once had twelve thousand francs, and who owned their island. No one ever knew what Cambremer paid at Nantes to get his son away ... ...on which sprouted through the sand of the beach. As we crossed, we saw the island on which the Cambremers had lived; but we turned away our heads. Arr...

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...r murmurs not. _65 Ay, many flowering islands lie In the waters of wide Agony: To such a one this morn was led, M... ... _90 The waveless plain of Lombardy, Bounded by the vaporous air, Islanded by cities fair; Underneath Day’s azure eyes 60 V olume Two Ocean’... ... _305 Of the olive-sandalled Apennine In the south dimly islanded; And the Alps, whose snows are spread High between the clouds and ... ...of the abyss were hurled Into the depths of Heaven. The daedal earth, That island in the ocean of the world, Hung in its cloud of all-sustaining air: ... ...glorious world! thou flowery wilderness! _205 Thou island of eternity! thou shrine Where Desolation, clothed with loveliness, ... ...E. TIRE. Published by Edward Dowden, “Correspondence of Robert Southey and Caroline Bowles”, 1880. If gibbets, axes, confiscations, chains, And racks ...

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...knew afterwards, and may as well mention now; they were Eulalie, Hortense, Caroline. Eulalie was tall, and very finely shaped: she was fair, and her f... ...e she might possess, but none of her fea- tures betokened those qualities. Caroline was little, though evidently full grown; raven-black hair, very da... ... freedom— “Dictez-nous quelquechose de facile pour commencer, mon- sieur.” Caroline shook her loose ringlets of abundant but some- what coarse hair ov... ... Borghese, she looked at the moment scarcely purer than Lucrece de Borgia. Caroline was of noble family. I heard her lady-mother’s character afterward... ...ance, with her vermilion lips, damask cheek, and roguish laughing eye. And Caroline de Blemont! Ah, there is beauty! beauty in perfection. What a clou... ...lack eyes! Y our Byron would have worshipped her, and you—you cold, frigid islander!—you played the austere, the insensible in the presence of an Aphr... ...ladylike. She had many things to say to the Englishman just fresh from his island-country, and she urged him with an enthusi- asm of curiosity, which ... ...ent a whole summer and autumn in travelling from end to end of the British islands, and afterwards passed a winter in London. Then we thought it high ...

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...rade and pier soon seen, and are tantalized by having no time for Portland Island, only con- tenting ourselves with an inspection of shop fossils, whi... ...es, and every one that is worth anything. I say, Ave, when I go out to the islands, you are coming too?’ ‘Oh yes! I know I could do a great deal. If n... ...ould sometimes hope a spark had been lit that would shine some day in your islands, Harry.’ Going up that hill was not the place for Etheldred May to ... ...at did you do, the day you walked him to Cocksmoor? he was fuller of those islands than ever after it.’ ‘I did not mean it,’ said Ethel; ‘but the firs... ...ld enough to build up the market-cross, or else of going to see the Feejee Islands. ‘Then you understood the prisoner not to express a delib- erate pu... ...l hours of daylight, and oh! for Mary’s power of mak- ing every one happy! Caroline and Annie Cheviot were ladylike, nice-looking 306 The Trial girls... ...ne without vouchsafing a good-bye?’ ‘Oh no, he has taken pity on Annie and Caroline Cheviot’s famine of croquet, and gone with them to the gardens.’ ‘...

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... more plants in it than were quite conve nient, a coloured print of Queen Caroline, several shells, a good many tea trays, two stuffed and dried fish... ... to be exact and open. I am a widower with three daughters—Emma, Jane, and Caroline—and my desire is so to discharge the duties of life as to leave th... ...I have most wished to mix in. But with my three daughters, Emma, Jane, and Caroline—and my aged father—I cannot afford to be selfish. It is true I hav... ...ied woman, I believe?” said Mr. Guppy. “Married woman. Thank you. Formerly Caroline Jellyby, spinster, then of Thavies Inn, within the city of London,... ...ssessed through industry and perseverance, to my daughters Emma, Jane, and Caroline. I also desire to live in amity with my professional brethren. Whe... ...ter meadows are fresh and green, and the stream sparkles on among pleasant islands, murmuring weirs, and whispering rushes; not only does the stillnes... ... point, with no new equipage and out fit, were the Cape of Good Hope, the Island of Ascension, Hong Kong, or any other military station. But when the...

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...d gain safe earth, whither he followed her. CHAPTER XV HE HAD LANDED on an island of the still-vexed Bermoothes. The world lay wrecked behind him: Ray... ...YSTEMS! Away with a corrupt World! Let us breathe the air of the Enchanted Island. Golden lie the meadows: golden run the streams; red gold is on the ... ...hantment. Here, secluded from vexed shores, the prince and princess of the island meet: here like darkling nightingales they sit, and into eyes and ea... ...ne-branch, circled by moonlight. 123 George Meredith CHAPTER XX ENCHANTED ISLANDS have not yet rooted out their old brood of dragons. Wherever there ... ...etter from the baronet, describing the house and maternal System of a Mrs. Caroline Grandison, and the rough grain of hope- fulness in her youngest da... ...isite to the young man, he had introduced him to the people he knew in the island; among others to the Lady Judith Felle, a fair young dame, who intro...

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... catalogue is at least as happy as that which distinguishes an inscription upon a certain picture in Rome—to wit: “Revelations-View. St. John in Patte... ...one of those old stones, which was quaint and pretty, and was plainly not the work of any other than a poet. It was to this effect: Here Reposes i... ... or anything else if left to their own devices. This is an argument of some value in support of the theory that they were the original colonists of th... ...f the theory that they were the original colonists of the wild islands of the coast of Scotland. A schooner laden with oranges was wrecked upon one of... ... chalets, a cozy little domain hidden away from the busy world in a cloistered nook among giant precipices topped with snowy peaks that seemed to floa...

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...Robin Crusoe, he called him, when he came home again after sailing round the island. ‘Poor Robin Crusoe, where have you been, Robin Crusoe.’ The man t... ...help him. ‘Bad,’ he answered. ‘We are quite ruined.’ ‘No. There is hope yet, Caroline.’ ‘If he relents,’ she said, amazed, ‘there is. Nothing is past ... ...ciless a creditor in his successor. We may sleep to night with light hearts, Caroline. ’ Yes. Soften it as they would, their hearts were lighter. The ...

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...Excerpt: In a Spanish city on an island in the Mediterranean, there stands a convent of the Order of Barefoot Carmelites, where the rule instituted by St. Theresa is still preserved with all the first rigour of the reformation brought about by that illustrio...

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...alzac The Duchesse de Langeais by Honoré de Balzac IN A SPANISH CITY on an island in the Mediterranean, there stands a convent of the Order of Barefoo... ...the outbreak of the French Revolution and the Napoleonic wars; but as this island was protected through those times by the English fleet, its wealthy ... ...a. If the rumour of the Emperor’s name so much as reached the shore of the island, it is doubtful whether the holy women kneeling in the cloisters gra... ...nvent stands on the highest point of the crags at the uttermost end of the island. On the side towards the sea the rock was once rent sheer away in so... ...lish Ferdinand VII once more on the throne, a French gen- eral came to the island after the taking of Cadiz, ostensibly to require the recognition of ... ... left her service at Cadiz, and that Lady Julia never discovered that Mlle Caroline was the illustrious duchess whose sudden disappearance filled the ...

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... large town, (the town of Manchester, even then amongst the largest of the island,) I had passed the whole of my childhood, except for the few earlies... ... ness which, by description, so well I knew of sunset in those West Indian islands from which my father was returning— the knowledge that he returned ... ...stiny was, to live in one eternal ele- ment of feud. My own kingdom was an island called Gombroon. But in what parallel of north or south latitude it ... ...no vari- ety of vegetable produce, for I never denied that the poor little island was only 270 miles in circuit. Think, then, of sailing through 75 de... ...g peace, for here was established, in legal phrase, a lien forever upon my island, and not upon its margin, but its very centre, in favor of any invad... ... at that time, his connection, of whatso- ever nature, with the late Queen Caroline had not occurred. So that altogether, to me, his case is inexplica...

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...r of the Waverly Novels did for Scotland, turning its mountains, lakes and islands, formerly regarded with aversion, into a fairyland peopled with cre... ...pt, who complained of be- ing made a daily show, “like Sancho Panza in his island of Barataria.” During his short stay in the capital there was cir- c... ...izen, and erected his statue, mod- elled by his compatriot, Pradier, on an island in the Rhone. “See nations, slowly wise and meanly just, ... ... and elsewhere. I there saw many curious things, amongst others the Boroma islands, which are wor- thy of being described. But I am pressed by time, a... ...itants I intended to place there. I thought a good while upon the Boromean Islands, the de- lightful prospect of which had transported me, but I found... ...y and almost uncivilly. I saw nothing in her which re- sembled the amiable Caroline, who, when a maid, expressed for me so many good wishes. I thought...

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...otice my absence. T o escape blame, our governess, a terrible Mademoiselle Caroline, worked upon my mother’s fears,—told her I had a horror of my home... ...n of your age know nothing of astronomy.” “Ah, madame,” cried Mademoiselle Caroline, “he has opened the faucet of the reservoir; the gar- den is inund... ... my heart made me fancy without an equal. Imagine three mills placed among islands of graceful outline crowned with groves of trees and rising from a ... ...g-nets; the monoto- nous sing-song of a shepherd; ducks paddling among the islands or preening on the “jard,”—a name given to the coarse sand which th... ...s now clean and inviting. Soon we were like two beings flung upon a desert island, for not only do anxieties isolate, but they brush aside as petty th... ... people are as if they were not. The British present an image of their own island, where law rules everything, where all is automatic in every station...

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...s idea to them — ‘Ah, she bears it very well.’ Moreover, alone in a desert island would she have been wretched at what had happened to her? Not greatl... ...he grass were marks where the cows had lain through the night — dark green islands of dry herbage the size of their carcases, in the general sea of de... ...y herbage the size of their carcases, in the general sea of dew. From each island proceeded a serpentine trail, by which the cow had rambled away to f... ...nsequence 149 the river, and masses of them were floating past her — moving islands of green crow foot, whereon she might almost have ridden; long lock... ... said no more then. As they drove on the fragment of an old manor house of Caroline date rose against the sky, and was in due course passed and left b... ...trated purpose of revenge on the other sex — so it seemed to him then. The Caroline bodice of the portrait was low — precisely as Tess’s had been when... ...ided, serpentining in purposeless curves, looping themselves around little islands that had no name, returning and re embodying themselves as a broad ...

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...eem dishonor- able in me under my present circumstances. I owe the British Islander six louis, which I lost at cards; don’t fail to pay him— “Dear cou... ...ade him less scrupulous about the rights of his fellow men. He went to the Island of St. Tho- mas and bought, for a mere song, merchandise that had be... ... brilliant; and in 1827 Charles Grandet returned to Bordeaux on the “Marie Caroline,” a fine brig belonging to a royalist house of busi- ness. He brou... ... of marrying a woman of fashion with a fortune derived from the West India Islands. To meet the costs of Madame d’Aubrion’s extravagance, he had gone ...

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...ere the supper was laid was oak panelled, but painted white. Like a little island in the vast polished slippery floor lay a square much-worn carpet, j... ...en it is indeed true that My Lady is one of the greatest beauties of Queen Caroline’s Court, if not the greatest?” said Harriet. “T ruly she is,” said... ..., the lovely cliffs, and the charm of the open coun- try, with its strange islands of hills dotted about, raised her spirits, as she rode through the ...

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...melancholy relief in singing. The singing of a man cast away on a desolate island, might be as appropriately considered an evidence of his contentment... ...was standing—white with foam, raised by the heavy north- west wind; Poplar Island, covered with a thick, black pine forest, standing out amid this hal... ...ked woman) a sister of Mrs. Covey; William Hughes, cousin to Edward Covey; Caroline, the cook; Bill Smith, a hired man; and myself. Bill Smith, Bill H... ...der.” But the worst is not told in this naked statement. This young woman (Caroline was her name) was virtually compelled by Mr. Covey to aban- don he... ...ters as best we might. But, my present advantage was threatened when I saw Caroline (the slave-woman of Covey) coming to the cow yard to milk, for she... ...y attempted to rally her to his aid. Strangely—and, I may add, fortunately—Caroline was in no humor to take a hand in any such sport. We were all in o... ...ake a hand in any such sport. We were all in open rebellion, that morning. Caroline answered the com- mand of her master to “take hold of me,” precise... ...re; and he himself may do much toward kindling it. Let him travel over the island— east, west, north, and south—everywhere diffusing knowl- edge and a... ...hizing with the oppressed everywhere, when they stand upon their own green island, are instantly taught, on arriv- ing in this Christian country, to h...

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...be before he should get any fish, helped the soup in a hurry, made a small island on the table-cloth, and put his glass upon it, to hide it from his w... ..., because there was not much left. Tibbs thought the frown referred to the island on the table-cloth; he therefore coolly replied, ‘Why—I’ll take a li... ...look, dear?’ inquired Miss Emily Smithers, the belle of the house, of Miss Caroline Wilson, who was her bosom friend, because she was the ugliest girl... ...bsurd—quite as absurd as young What’s-his-name saying he wondered how Miss Caroline, with such a foot and ankle, could have the vanity to play Fenella... ...he delighted Mrs. Por- ter; ‘most undoubtedly! Because, as I said, if Miss Caroline does play Fenella, it doesn’t follow, as a matter of course, that ...

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...es home, and it is such a festival day to go up and see them unpacked, and Caroline and Annette go and take draw- ings, and I like to wander about the... ...y able to tear herself from the quiet glassy stream and green meadows. ‘If Caroline were only here to sketch it!’ she cried, ‘there would be nothing w... ...le barrel, and here are the bows. I forget if you can shoot.’ ‘Matilda and Caroline do.’ ‘You shall learn. We will have the targets out. Where’s the l... ...tindale tried to make conversation. Did she play, or draw? Matilda played, Caroline drew, she had been learning; and in horror of a request for music,... ...her eyes from the grand piano. Was she fond of flowers? O, yes! Of botany? Caroline was. A beautifully illustrated maga- zine of horticulture was laid... ... its own cell, not knowing what branches it is helping to form, or what an island it is raising. What a mercy that we have only to try to do right fro... ...a-drinking,’ said John. ‘Certainly, it has been very pleasant here.’ ‘This island, that I thought so far away, and almost in for- eign parts,’ said Vi... ...t of Columbus,’ said Violet, ‘his whole character, and his delight as each island surpassed the last.’ ‘Now, I have a fellow-feeling for the buccaneer...