Sylvie and Bruno Concluded, Količina 2Macmillan and Company, 1893 - 423 strani The Narrator tells of two worlds: Victorian England and the love of Arthur and Eric for Lady Muriel; and the fairyland of Dogland, Outland, and Elfland where brother and sister fairies' father is involved in a power struggle. |
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Apples Arthur asked Banquet began begin blithe spirit Blue Beetle Bruno looked Bruno put Bruno whispered child cried Bruno darling dear delight door doosn't doubt eagerly Earl Eldest little Fox Emperor Empress enquired excitement exclaimed eyes face feel fessor Frog give Gold Stick guests hands HARRY FURNISS hastily head Head-Cook hear heard Herr Imperial Fatness Imperial Highness Lady Muriel Lamb lessons LEWIS CARROLL Lion Little Birds Lord Chancellor Love Mein Herr Minnie minute Mister Sir Mouses mouth murmured never night once oo know paused puzzled remarked replied round second little Fox seemed shook silence sing smile song spinach stood story suddenly suppose sure sweet Sylvie and Bruno Sylvie whispered Sylvie's talk tell there's thing thought tone took Tottles turned voice walk welly wicked little thing words
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Stran 126 - tis sweet to live. Let no one ask me how it came to pass; It seems that I am happy, that to me A livelier emerald twinkles in the grass, A purer sapphire melts into the sea.
Stran 169 - We very soon got to six yards to the mile. Then we tried a hundred yards to the mile. And then came the grandest idea of all! We actually made a map of the country, on the scale of a mile to the mile!" "Have you used it much?" I enquired. "It has never been spread out, yet," said Mein Herr: "the farmers objected: they said it would cover the whole country, and shut out the sunlight!
Stran 307 - But the name of the secret is Love ! . For I think it is Love, For I feel it is Love, For I'm sure it is nothing but Love...
Stran 47 - But what binds us, friend to friend, But that soul with soul can blend ? Soul-like were those hours of yore: Let us walk in soul once more. Take, O boatman, thrice thy fee, — Take, — I give it willingly; For, invisible to thee. Spirits twain have crossed with me.
Stran 12 - Sylvie was arranging some letters on a board - EVIL. "Now, Bruno," she said, "what does that spell?" Bruno looked at it, in solemn silence, for a minute. "I know what it doesn't spell!" he said at last. "That's no good," said Sylvie. "What does it spell?" Bruno took another look at the mysterious letters. "Why, it's 'LIVE', backwards!" he exclaimed. (I thought it was, indeed.) "How did you manage to see that?" said Sylvie. "I just twiddled my eyes/' said Bruno, "and then I saw it directly.
Stran 305 - Tis a secret, and so let us whisper it low — And the name of the secret is Love! For I think it is Love, For I feel it is Love, For I'm sure it is nothing but Love!
Stran 18 - Why, it's raining cats and dogs!" I said. "And all the dogs has come down first" said Bruno: "there's nothing but cats coming down now!" In another minute the pattering ceased, as suddenly as it had begun. I stepped out from under the tree, and found that the storm was over; but I looked in vain, on my return, for my tiny companions. They had vanished with the storm, and there was nothing for it but to make the best of my way home. On the table lay, awaiting my return, an envelope of that peculiar...
Stran 307 - I'm sure it is nothing but Love! Say, whence is the voice that when anger is burning, Bids the whirl of the tempest to cease? That stirs the vexed soul with an aching — a yearning For the brotherly hand-grip of peace? Whence the music that fills all our being — that thrills Around us, beneath, and above? 'Tis a secret : none knows how it comes, or it goes — But the name of the secret is Love!
Stran 308 - Say, whose is the skill that paints valley and hill, Like a picture so fair to the sight? That flecks the green meadow with sunshine and shadow, Till the little lambs leap with delight? 'Tis a secret untold to hearts cruel and cold, Though 'tis sung, by the angels above, In notes that ring clear for the ears that can hear — And the name of the secret is Love!