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Updated: May 9, 2025
Born amid the first religious troubles, near the bedside of her dying father, the cradle mourning was to stretch for her to the grave, and her stay in France had been a ray of sunshine in her night.
And his cradle had been rocked with a trembling knee, and his pillow been bathed with hot tears. Frail had been his childhood a thing that hung on her care; and now, as the boy grew, blooming and strong, into youth, the mother felt that she had given life twice to her child.
Then she would carry the child off to her cradle pillow, and coming back would stand and look at the moon, while he was close to her, murmuring "Leslie! Leslie!" But she would turn upon him pale and cold as the moon above her, and would address him, "See, yonder is a ship doubling Earlscraig point and steering into the Otter sea."
"I believe you've put him to sleep," said Anne. "Shall I put him in the cradle?" "No, let me have him," said Mary, "I've never nursed a baby before." Anne was left alone in the cottage with the baby, who slept in the clothes-basket she had turned into a cradle. The dog slept, too, having made friends with fortune. A late evening glow lit one side of the wall.
As birth and death are kindred with each other, so it seemed Pythagoras was to stand not merely by the cradle of the republic as friend of the wise Numa and colleague of the sagacious mother Egeria, but also by its grave as the last protector of the sacred bird-lore.
Let a moderate supply of warmth reach its watery cradle, and the plastic matter undergoes changes so rapid and yet so steady and purposelike in their succession, that one can only compare them to those operated by a skilled modeller upon a formless lump of clay.
My fierce father, whose frown was as the frown of Azrael, hated me in my cradle; in my youth my name was invoked by rebels against my will; imprisoned by my father, with the poison-bowl or the dagger hourly before my eyes, I was saved only by the artifice of my mother.
He was on the point of putting his finger through the centre of one of them when Wowkle the Indian woman-of-all-work of the cabin, who sat upon the floor before the fire singing a lullaby to the papoose strapped to its cradle on her back turning suddenly her gaze in his direction, was just in time to prevent him. "Charlotte rusk Palmetto rest'rant not take," were her warning words.
He had leaned above its cradle and taken pride in its size and beauty.
If a man is in sound health, all the rest are dreams. And Besso needs no hakeem, or you would not be here, my Rose of Sharon. 'The light may have become darkness in our eyes, though we may still eat and drink, said Eva. 'And that has happened to Besso which might have turned a child's hair grey in its cradle. 'Who has poisoned his well?
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