the case was like . It’s a dreadful charge
yet her sudden elevation is now necessary--
we shall let nobody while varying the confinement
they shall let things when inspecting the daughters
changes and eyes remember to the enemy
so duties come to the bunch of violets
so letters be to the world
alas, relations speak to the dewy
THE REST (a circle of acquaintance)
to call is to look the kind
to see is to be head
might we do anything?
we will bring joy!
they shall know anything when cutting this knot
girls and notions pause to the writer
but ladies speak to the row
alas, boys go to the table
therefore hands dare to the sort of undertone
THE SIGHT (a kind of people)
they were caught in the nature--
their heart of man and point of view
the liberty was almost inaudible
alas, her shiver of pleasure will take care
in the boy, the minister looked like something
her own consciousness is exceedingly bad
children and girls walk to the pity
therefore bolts get to the question
so wants do to the height of happiness
but comedies come to the bundle of grocery
THE HOUSE (a height of passion)
the world is very difficult
her number of miles shall put nonsense
they were gone out the girl
your sort of fellow and box of trinkets
he was done with the palsy--
our matter of course and impulse of sympathy
changes and papers happen to the college
yet tastes listen to the road
and yet people result to the fact
alas, friends get to the subject
they may be undeceived while considering the situation
they were done as the arm...
his word of explanation and sensation of danger
the contact rang like a defiance
alas, her own happiness is still held while they gather stones
of a beard of parties, we do to the sufferer
good, Many, taking, but fairly launched
THE PASSION OF MORTIFICATION
must you be nothing?
we will tell mamma
the consideration is not used
their pleasure of novelty should be something
you were passed over the chase!
our sign of manhood and point of habitation
at the stair of steps, we talk to the subdued
particular, eager, giving, yet thus surrounded
THE COURSE OF NATURE
the husband sounded like that of a man put on his defence
but her own way is always sweet...
they might take credit when saying a word
they will make acquaintance when sweeping the station
ways and ladies speak to the table
and yet Thoughts belong to the knowledge of earth
eyes come to the sentence of death
but dangers talk to the piece of furniture
THE SORT OF WAY
you should take care while letting the fire
she was extended as the rain!
his piece of work and sense of disadvantage
the absence was like the roar
my poor child is never reached while you turn round...
can we be no grudges been of the neighbourhood?
THE AIR OF DEFIANCE
the imputation looked like the hero in an opera
but her full height is very fond. when they take place
with an energy, the midst ended like the first in nothing . The college potentate had no idea
her little sister is sometimes made
like the morning, the cause were like nothing
his present life is Perhaps young
must we mean any disaster passed on the face?
THE SORT OF CLOUD
the partridge looked like something
but my dear fellow is quite changed
the party was like a new birth
but my own boy is not evoked.
should you be remonstrating?
you will take things
can we describe the struggle justified in the garden?
THE SENSE OF ISOLATION
upon the wall, the avenue appeared like a dream
and yet her new title is not set
upon the glen, the maid listened like a man of wood
yet his own supreme is very uncomfortable
must they let nobody?
we will take care!
On the instant of rockers, we lead to the comparison
successful, nice, looking, but never seen
THE SORT OF GIRL
may you Do ye?
you will see diamonds
like a baby, the girl looked like a half-opened
her own land is sympathetically excited
the discipline was like Aubrey to turn the poor woman’s
so your great spirit is yet troubled! when you seem anyone
should we put a letter been on the din?
to be is to be
to do is to bring joy
she was connected with the air
the certainty of success and number of dependents
shall they close survey?
you will see friends.
into the room of words, we close to the wall
dear, dear, taking, so never seen
THE TROOP OF CHILDREN
they might seem anyone when making the garden
in a world, the hotel rose like ghosts
and yet her dear love is too certain
will you get shade?
we will wear flannel...
may we give a touch heard of the warmth?
shall we fetch papa?
you will turn anything
we were built in the judge...
their line of light and time of need
the girl is very reasonable
but his platform of rock should turn round
for the composition of people, we occur to the side
past, first, marrying, but occasionally caught
THE KIND OF DEVOTION
to propose is to be
to sit is to go downstairs
you can Do nothing while suffering no rebellion
they were changed in the tide...
his modesty of youth and sense of humiliation
in the firelight of gardens, we dare to the light
white, strenuous, leaving, but very tired
the midst was somewhat indignant
so your word of apology will let things
can they make things?
they will do something
to keep is to be the half
to be is to come downstairs
girls and stables occur to the door
altitudes put to the boy
alas, eyes come to the butler
but days Get to the night
THE LIBRARY (a man of experience)
it was been since the master
their suggestion of rebellion and dream of felicity
to tell is to interfere
to do is to get anything
you may be life when feeling the details
of the visitors of tears, we manage to the door
very, next, seeing, but still new
should they come home?
they will make enchantments!
except the morning, the moment abounded like the children
her new office is very virtuous
he was heard of the fall...
his scope of action and exclamation of pleasure
against the walls of saplings, we threaten to the corridor
sure, thunderstruck, standing, therefore quite fresh
the door was like a mountain side
alas, my own child is very important--
you were been of the fellow--
the chance of marriage and purpose of decoration
might you make excuses?
they will do credit.
in the midst of comes, we go to the bottom
artificial, utmost, pulling, deeply disappointed
A poetry bot by @darius, liberally remixed from the collected works of 19th c Scottish novelist Margaret Oliphant.
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