PART IV Oh, linger by my side tonight, The hour will soon be past When I shall turn and gaze again To look on thee my last. — Mittie...

PART III “Alas! it’s far from russet frieze To silks and satin gowns, But I doubt if God made like degrees In courtly hearts and clowns;...

PART II “The curse is come upon me!” cried The lady of Shalott. — Tennyson. Lady Edith tried to banish the memory of her eventful day...

Genres: Romance Dime Novel Bibliography: https://dimenovels.org/Item/102472/Show Gutenberg link: https://gutenberg.org/ebooks/74635...

To love and hate in the same breath, it is as cruel as a tragedy. Leon and Verna Dalrymple knew all that subtle pain as they faced each ...

Pretty Pansy lay lazily in the hammock at the foot of the lawn and listened to the south wind rushing through the tree tops overhead, ...

"I would sell my soul to Satan for a chest of gold!" cried a despairing voice. It was a young girl who uttered the words. She was ...

"There is positively not a dollar left to buy a dress for Queenie and yet she will insist upon going to the ball. Could you let me have ...

Sweet Lily Lawrence had committed suicide! Oh! impossible! A girl so young, so gifted, so lovely, the darling of her father's heart, ...

A dusky, piquante face, arch, sparkling, bright, as only brunette faces can be, dark, waving hair, and pansy-dark eyes with golden ...

"The moonlight lay on the garden wall, And bathed each path in a silver glow; And over the towers of the grey hall Its pearly banner ...

"If I could have my dearest wish fulfilled, And take my choice of all earth's treasures, too, Or choose from Heaven whatsoe'er I ...

"Once those eyes, full sweet, full shy, Told a certain thing to mine; What they told me I put by, Oh, so careless of the sign. Such ...

"We were two daughters of one race; She was the fairest in the face; The wind is sighing in turret and tree. I hated her with the ...

"The sea, the sea, the open sea; The blue, the fresh, the ever free," chanted the fresh and delicious voice of a young girl walking ...

Beautiful Golden Glenalvan stood by the willow-bordered lake and looked into its azure depths with a dreamy light in her pansy-blue ...

"Jack-we-li-ner!" A girlish head, "running over with curls," lifted itself from the long orchard grass, and listened—the slender, ...

"Hear the mellow wedding bells— Golden bells! What a world of happiness Their melody foretells!" "Hark! there's the wedding march." ...

Young Mrs. Fielding opened her dark, heavy-lidded eyes and gazed thoughtfully about the large, luxurious chamber, from which every ray ...

CHAPTER LXIX She did not stir, she did not speak. The tears brimmed over and rolled down her cheeks, but she kept her place in silence....