2012, ISBN: 1236450051

[EAN: 9781236450050], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers … More...

[EAN: 9781236450050], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 Excerpt: .it--. will you take it now--and read it? Oh, yes, Richard, of course, if you wish it, the gentle-faced little woman said, wondering at her son s confusion. Had this been a manuscript poem of his own composition, she could have understood his embarrassment; but the familiar green volume--her beloved Tennyson--why should that cause the boy any perturbation? However, she took away the book with her; and he shut the door after her; and returned to the fire-place--to stand there, and ponder over what he had done, and its possible consequences. For the page which Mrs. Kingston had been besought to read and consider in this especial manner contained three verses; and the verses were these-- And slowly was my mother brought To yield consent to my desire: She wished me happy, but she thought I might have look d a little higher; And I was young--too young to wed: Yet must I love her for your sake; Go fetch your Alice here, she said: Her eyelid quiver d as she spake. And down I went to fetch my bride: But, Alice, you were ill at ease; This dress and that by turns you tried, Too fearful that you should not please. I loved you better for your fears, I knew you could not look but well; And dews that would have fall n in tears, I kiss d away before they fell. I watch d the little flutterings, The doubt my mother would not see; She spoke at large of many things, And at the last she spoke of me; And turning look d upon your face, As near this door you sat apart, And rose, and, with a silent grace Approaching, press d you heart to heart. Would the gentle-eyed and gentle-voiced little widow in the next room understand? Surely the message--the entreaty--was clear enough! Yet he was afraid of his own temerity: and likewise he was afrai.<

2012, ISBN: 1236450051

[EAN: 9781236450050], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers c… More...

[EAN: 9781236450050], Neubuch, [PU: Rarebooksclub.com, United States], Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 Excerpt: .it--. will you take it now--and read it? Oh, yes, Richard, of course, if you wish it, the gentle-faced little woman said, wondering at her son s confusion. Had this been a manuscript poem of his own composition, she could have understood his embarrassment; but the familiar green volume--her beloved Tennyson--why should that cause the boy any perturbation? However, she took away the book with her; and he shut the door after her; and returned to the fire-place--to stand there, and ponder over what he had done, and its possible consequences. For the page which Mrs. Kingston had been besought to read and consider in this especial manner contained three verses; and the verses were these-- And slowly was my mother brought To yield consent to my desire: She wished me happy, but she thought I might have look d a little higher; And I was young--too young to wed: Yet must I love her for your sake; Go fetch your Alice here, she said: Her eyelid quiver d as she spake. And down I went to fetch my bride: But, Alice, you were ill at ease; This dress and that by turns you tried, Too fearful that you should not please. I loved you better for your fears, I knew you could not look but well; And dews that would have fall n in tears, I kiss d away before they fell. I watch d the little flutterings, The doubt my mother would not see; She spoke at large of many things, And at the last she spoke of me; And turning look d upon your face, As near this door you sat apart, And rose, and, with a silent grace Approaching, press d you heart to heart. Would the gentle-eyed and gentle-voiced little widow in the next room understand? Surely the message--the entreaty--was clear enough! Yet he was afraid of his own temerity: and likewise he was afrai.<

ISBN: 1236450051

[EAN: 9781236450050], Neubuch, WILLIAM BLACK,HISTORY,LITERARY, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can downl… More...

[EAN: 9781236450050], Neubuch, WILLIAM BLACK,HISTORY,LITERARY, This item is printed on demand. Paperback. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1898 Excerpt: . . . it--. will you take it now--and read it Oh, yes, Richard, of course, if you wish it, the gentle-faced little woman said, wondering at her sons confusion. Had this been a manuscript poem of his own composition, she could have understood his embarrassment; but the familiar green volume--her beloved Tennyson--why should that cause the boy any perturbation However, she took away the book with her; and he shut the door after her; and returned to the fire-place--to stand there, and ponder over what he had done, and its possible consequences. For the page which Mrs. Kingston had been besought to read and consider in this especial manner contained three verses; and the verses were these--And slowly was my mother brought To yield consent to my desire: She wished me happy, but she thought I might have lookd a little higher; And I was young--too young to wed: Yet must I love her for your sake; Go fetch your Alice here, she said: Her eyelid quiverd as she spake. And down I went to fetch my bride: But, Alice, you were ill at ease; This dress and that by turns you tried, Too fearful that you should not please. I loved you better for your fears, I knew you could not look but well; And dews that would have falln in tears, I kissd away before they fell. I watchd the little flutterings, The doubt my mother would not see; She spoke at large of many things, And at the last she spoke of me; And turning lookd upon your face, As near this door you sat apart, And rose, and, with a silent grace Approaching, pressd you heart to heart. Would the gentle-eyed and gentle-voiced little widow in the next room understand Surely the message--the entreaty--was clear enough! Yet he was afraid of his own temerity: and likewise he was afrai. . . This item ships from La Vergne,TN.<