Edith Sydney; A Tale

Paperback | January 31, 2012

byFrances Mary Oxenham

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1868. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XXIII. The heart is never safe unless it trembles while it woos; Man cannot love a treasure that he does not fear to lose. F. W. Faber. "You are tired to-night, dear," said Agnes, following Edith into her room when they went up to bed. "Yes, very; good-night, Agnes." It was said in a tone of such direct and positive dismissal, that any one but Agnes would have been offended; but she only quietly kissed her cousin and left her. Was Edith tired? It did not seem so, for she made no preparation for going to bed after dismissing her maid. She had a stern work to do; and with the passionate energy of her nature she drew it close to her, looking unflinchingly in its face: any actual pain was more endurable to her than suspense. Most keenly did she sympathize with those memorable words of Newman, " That a thing is true, is no reason that it should be said; but that it should be done, acted upon, made our own inwardly." The first part of her work was clearly to realize certain facts that had been revealed to her that day; and this requires more courage than is supposed by persons who never trouble themselves to do it, and are content with a vague, dreamy life--"taking everything as it comes," as they call it; which really means neither using nor profiting by anything. Edith did not for a moment attempt to disguise from herself that she loved Edwyn Hamilton, loved him with the whole force and strength of a heart which had never known any other object of affection, human or divine. Her first impulse was to laugh to scorn the mere worldly pride which asked how the heiress of Clare Hall, the last descendant of the noble house of Sydney, could stoop to the level of a poor curate. Her very pride itself made answer, " Am I not free? Who shall daro to control me? ...

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1868. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XXIII. The heart is never safe unless it trembles while it woos; Man cannot love a treasure that he does not fear to l...

Format:PaperbackDimensions:98 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.2 inPublished:January 31, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0217467245

ISBN - 13:9780217467247

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