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Updated: July 23, 2025
Every morning the beautiful Rhine-daughters would dance and sing about their gold. They sang a happy song: "Heigh-ho! hither, ye waters! Waver and waft me to sleep on your breast! Heigh-ho! hither, ye waters! Weave me sweet dreams on your billowy crest!" One morning, when the sun was shining very brightly, the Rhine-daughters were startled by a strange sound in the depths of the water.
"Heigh-ho!" sighed Martin, and laid the vielle lovingly beside him, "another four leagues to Westminster, and I weary enough of shoe- leather already, and not another penny piece in my pocket 'til I win back to good King Ned.
"Well," she went on, with a satisfied sigh, "it is all over, ami mia, and I'm sure we made a downright splendid show, to say nothing about the honor we heaped upon ourselves, with our essays, poems, class history, singing, etc. I was proud of it all. Now for the grand finale to-night, and that, I suppose, will end our school life. Heigh-ho! aren't you just a little bit sorry, Kathleen mavourneen?"
"Heigh-ho! I wonder what comes next?" sighed Cabot Grant as he tumbled wearily into bed.
"How wise! And perhaps you knew that the Major became a Colonel, and then a General, and died last winter, poor man." "Alas, yes, poor Tony! I heard that too from his cousin. Heigh-ho! We all walk that way." Daisy bent forward to kiss the old man. "Not you, for many a long year, papa.
What an agreeable blush would it give you! Heigh-ho! Well then, as it will be a solemn wedding, what think you of black velvet, child? Silent still, Clary? Black velvet, so fair as you are, with those charming eyes, gleaming through a wintry cloud, like an April sun! Does not Lovelace tell you they are charming eyes? How lovely will you appear to every one! What! silent still, love?
Squills; but poor Kitty is so sensitive that I think a stout, healthy peasant woman will be the best for the boy's future nerves, and his mother's nerves, present and future too. Heigh-ho! I shall miss the dear woman very much. When will she be up, Mr. Squills?" "Oh, in less than a fortnight!"
They are always behind good actions and bad. Heigh-ho! Once we were seated in the lonely car, the girl broke down and cried as if her heart would break. It was only the general reaction, but the sight of her tears unnerved me. "Don't cry, girl; don't!" I whispered, taking her hand in mine. She made no effort to repulse me. "I am sorry.
There's nothing now to hold me anywhere. I hope she'll make him happy; she can do it if she tries. Heigh-ho! the ride this morning has made me sleepy. To your rug, boy, to your rug." Warrington stretched himself on the lounge and fell asleep. And thus the aunt found him on her return from church. She hated to wake him but she simply could not hold back the news till luncheon.
I always like to see little girls play with dollies, and big girls, too, if they want to; it is better than a novel; better than a thousand other things that girls do now-a-days, who fancy themselves ladies as soon as they twist up their ringlets with a comb. Heigh-ho, it makes me sigh to think there are so few children in 1853. Over there at another window in the same block, is a very sad sight.
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