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of Keswick● Lake that our readers may once m▓ore look on Annie Grey, ere they bid her farewel●l—Annie Grey indeed she was not; but t▓h

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ere was little change visible, save ▓that her fair cheek bore the ros▓e, and her beautiful form the roundn▓ess of more perfect health, th

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an when we l▓ast beheld her.The large French wind●ows opened on a small but beautiful garden, wher▓e the taste of England and Italy● was

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so combined, as to render its flowers and▓ statues the admiration of e●very beholder.The opposite window opened on▓ a conservatory of be

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autiful exotics▓, and exquisite specimens of pain●ting and sculpture adorned the room itself.An ●uncovered harp filled one corner, o●n w

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hich the evening sun, shining full from th▓e stained glass of the western window, flung ▓tints as bright and changing as those of the k●a

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leidoscope.A hortus siccus, opened ●on a group half arranged, was o▓n a table, at which Lady Emily ▓St.Clair was seated, and Annie was st

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andin●g at her side, with a volume of poems▓ in her hand. “You idle girl! you ▓would have found what I wante▓d in five minutes a few

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years ago.What are y●ou thinking about Ah, Reginald, you a▓re just in time, or Annie’s restlessness wou▓ld have invaded your sanctum, d

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epend upon▓ it.” “And had I not cause A whole ho▓ur, nearly two, after your pr●omised time; and your cheek pale, and ▓your brow bur

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ning! Dearest, do not let● your art be dearer than your wi▓fe!” “What! jealous of all my mar▓ble figures, love For shame!” replied

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her hus●band, playfully, twining his arm round her▓, and kissing her cheek; “b●ut I will plead guilty to fatigue to-night, ●and you sha

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ll cure me by my favourite so▓ng.” Annie flew to her harp, and De Vere, fl▓inging himself on an easy chair,▓ drank in the sounds with

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an intensity of delig●ht which he never believed that song c●ould have had the power to produce.“Ye▓s!” he exclaimed, as her sweet vo?/p>

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坕ce ceased, “what are palaces and the▓ir pleasures compared to an ▓hour like this There is, indeed, ‘no place l●ike home;’ what, oh!

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what would the artist and ▓the student be without it” “Why▓, how is this, Signor Rinaldo what extraordina●ry spell has been flung ov

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er you, so to ch▓ange your opinion of a song that once you would● not even hear” laughingly exclaimed● Lord St.Clair, springing from t▓

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he balcony into the room.“Good evening, Mr▓s.De Vere; I have some inclination to ar●rest you for using unlawful witchcraft on t●his gent

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leman, even as I once thought o▓f seizing him for allowing you to die of ▓grief for his loss, when he was all▓ the time in life!” “G

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uilty▓, guilty; we both plead guilty,” replied Reg▓inald, in the same tone; “but my guilt is of f▓ar deeper dye; my Annie’s w●itchery

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has but thrown such a halo ov●er my home, that all which speak●s of its charm is as sweet to m●y ear as to my heart.I am change●d, St.C