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'I've always fancied, he said in a little while, 'as I had your goodwill in the matter. 'You've got my goodwill, in a way to be sure, said the old woman. 'You'd mek the gell a goodish husband if her could find a fancy for you but the fancy's everything don't you see, John? 'I'm not above taking advice, Mrs. Fellowes, said Thistlewood, digging at the gravel with his walking-stick.
"PS. Margaret does not gain ground this summer; you must soon come home and cheer her." As late, engaged by fancy's dream, I lay beside a rapid stream, I saw my first come gliding by, Its airy form soon caught my eye; Its texture frail, and colour various, Like human hopes, and life precarious.
Whether thy soul Soars fancy's flights beyond the pole; Or, darkling, grubs this earthly hole In low pursuit, Know prudent cautious self-control Is wisdom's root. When I ponder that forlorn masterpiece, I cannot help a tendency to despair; for I know, by multifarious experience of men, that the curt lines hint at profundities so vast as to baffle the best powers of comprehension.
When, however, the high standard of our fancy's fair creation is attained, we worship as something sacred that which was to our hearts a source of pure and absorbing interest, hallowed by the very secrecy in which such interest was indulged.
"You've grown unbearable! Your disposition " "You've made me that way! No child ever has a bad disposition unless it's her fancy's fault! Whatever I am, you did it." Muttering something under his breath her uncle turned and, walking forward called in a loud voice for the launch. Then he returned to the awning, where Ardita had again seated herself and resumed her attention to the lemon.
Morgan gazed long and eagerly for quite a minute before he said in a low, excited whisper "Then fancy's precious busy to-night, Master George. I got to be wonderful powerful in the sight during the wars, being out on vidette duty. I say there's something wrong there." I looked again, but I could not distinguish anything, and I said so.
"Romance and mystery," said Kenny, lighting a cigarette and smiling at her through a cloud of smoke, "were always the death of me. My fancy's wayward and romantic. Afterward your will-of-the-wisp charm held me oddly. You kept yourself apart and precious. And I was always pursuing. It was provocative and unfamiliar. And then came Samhain, the the summer-ending." There was an odd note in his voice.
The allegory of the story of Cupid and Psyche is well presented in the beautiful lines of T. K. Harvey: "They wove bright fables in the days of old, When reason borrowed fancy's painted wings; When truth's clear river flowed o'er sands of gold, And told in song its high and mystic things!
Leisure and "room" have been passing out of our manners together, but here and there, being of stouter structure, the latter lingers and survives. Here and there, indeed, in this blessed Italy, reluctantly modern in spite alike of boasts and lamentations, it seems to have been preserved for curiosity's and fancy's sake, with a vague, sweet odour of the embalmer's spices about it.
"Dick, Dick, kiss me and let me go instantly! here's somebody coming!" she whisperingly exclaimed. Half an hour afterwards Dick emerged from the inn, and if Fancy's lips had been real cherries probably Dick's would have appeared deeply stained. The landlord was standing in the yard. "Heu-heu! hay-hay, Master Dewy!
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