Self-Made: Or, Living for Those We Love (Classic Reprint) (Paperback)
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Or, Living for Those We Love (Classic Reprint), Excerpt from Self-Made: Or, Living for Those We Love ´´I need not say how, one by one, Loves flowers have dropped from off love´s chain: Enough to say that they are gone, And that they cannot bloom again.´´ Miss Landon. ´´Home is the sphere of harmony and peace, The spot where angels find a resting-place.´´ Mrs. Hale. It was midwinter, and all day long had the stiff drops pattered against the pane. All day long had the widow Miller sat at the one low window in her dark little cottage, occasionally raising her tear-stained eyes, and sending their dim light out over the dreary waste of snow, which began to fall in thick, heavy masses, shrouding the tallest trees with a mantle as pure and white as an angel wears, and bending to the earth the tiniest sprays with the weight of their soft, fleecy burden. While she counted the beads in memory´s rosary, her tears flowed fast, and her fingers moved with less alacrity over the coarse garment she was making. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works. Taschenbuch, 11.07.2015.

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Language: English . Brand New Book ***** Print on Demand *****.Excerpt from Self-Made: Or, Living for Those We Love I need not say how, one by one, Loves flowers have dropped from off love s chain: Enough to say that they are gone, And that they cannot bloom again. Miss Landon. Home is the sphere of harmony and peace, The spot where angels find a resting-place. Mrs. Hale. It was midwinter, and all day long had the stiff drops pattered against the pane. All day long had the widow Miller sat at the one low window in her dark little cottage, occasionally raising her tear-stained eyes, and sending their dim light out over the dreary waste of snow, which began to fall in thick, heavy masses, shrouding the tallest trees with a mantle as pure and white as an angel wears, and bending to the earth the tiniest sprays with the weight of their soft, fleecy burden. While she counted the beads in memory s rosary, her tears flowed fast, and her fingers moved with less alacrity over the coarse garment she was making. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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Or, Living for Those We Love (Classic Reprint), Excerpt from Self-Made: Or, Living for Those We Love "I need not say how, one by one, Loves flowers have dropped from off love's chain: Enough to say that they are gone, And that they cannot bloom again." Miss Landon. "Home is the sphere of harmony and peace, The spot where angels find a resting-place." Mrs. Hale. It was midwinter, and all day long had the stiff drops pattered against the pane. All day long had the widow Miller sat at the one low window in her dark little cottage, occasionally raising her tear-stained eyes, and sending their dim light out over the dreary waste of snow, which began to fall in thick, heavy masses, shrouding the tallest trees with a mantle as pure and white as an angel wears, and bending to the earth the tiniest sprays with the weight of their soft, fleecy burden. While she counted the beads in memory's rosary, her tears flowed fast, and her fingers moved with less alacrity over the coarse garment she was making. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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Excerpt from Self-Made: Or, Living for Those We Love "I need not say how, one by one, Loves flowers have dropped from off love's chain: Enough to say that they are gone, And that they cannot bloom again." Miss Landon. "Home is the sphere of harmony and peace, The spot where angels find a resting-place." Mrs. Hale. It was midwinter, and all day long had the stiff drops pattered against the pane. All day long had the widow Miller sat at the one low window in her dark little cottage, occasionally raising her tear-stained eyes, and sending their dim light out over the dreary waste of snow, which began to fall in thick, heavy masses, shrouding the tallest trees with a mantle as pure and white as an angel wears, and bending to the earth the tiniest sprays with the weight of their soft, fleecy burden. While she counted the beads in memory's rosary, her tears flowed fast, and her fingers moved with less alacrity over the coarse garment she was making. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works. Paperback, Label: Forgotten Books, Forgotten Books, Produktgruppe: Book, Publiziert: 2015-09-27, Studio: Forgotten Books.

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