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t fHE RECOBD OF A VANISHED LIFE. 191
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I Went Abroad. All The Fairest Scenes Of...
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. , ings disguised which , for I her still poor felt relation towards . my George only repulsed brother , the my yearn only - stilland
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retained a latent my , I I felt shall there probabl was y a , never gulf return see between George to us dear again which old in life enforced . village separation and .
to You Le the must t me great , often however event have of , my wondered uneventful my how life I , came —I , mean quiet to marry my . marriage Listen ; .
Herbertand I will tell you . Homance cannot be quite , excluded , from such a life as mine .
even Street It was quiet a still enoug , grey h December at most day times . , The was littl tranquil e _villag- even e Hig to h
heavil gloom . , in . Every the calm thing cold was windless deathly still air ; and and silent all objects ; a mist , except hung
g afternoon those hostl y y which , rimy and were fog I was . quite , It returning was , close about at from han four , one d , were o ' of clock my shrouded lonel in the y strolls in winter the .
I crossed , the wide commonwhere the bare pathway , lined on either rounded side and by walled wet , frost b -whitened the , shrouding furze and haze broom . The , was blades sur of
to grass them were I wet first and saw hoar the up great with y frost bare y , leafless damp . boug When hs I of was the close tall
old elm , sand of the huge willow , which grows by the pond at moss the ed -covered ge , of the and common lichen . -stained I passed park along palings the leng , overhung th of grey in ,
park p church atches trees tower with were , , thickl as diml whitel I y paused y clustering seen a , indistinct mom , fro the en st t -sprinkled back and to look ground shadowy up ivy at . of . its The stag The square near ant old
b loom ulk , stood and out the thick y wide against -spreading brandies of the great n , funeral g ancient ; blackness yew tree , showed The , near , by white contrast gravestones , distinct in which their line heavy the ,
_g narrow hastlil p y . athway All was from . chilling the Lych , colourless -gate to , the sodden of church the , half door congealed elm gleamed trees .
From came the hig hoarse h up in grating the topmost caw of the sprays unseen rook lofty . The clumps , and the delicate of their
bran of sombre ches , were desolate massed trees together , even , softly and undefinedl tracery y . Dead , mudd huddled
leaves tlie up in ghostly dank were trodden heap mystery s against into round the the wet all , wall things . y The , path were cheerless , or very were stillness solemn , .
T Fhe Recobd Of A Vanished Life. 191
_t _fHE RECOBD OF A VANISHED LIFE . 191
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), May 2, 1864, page 191, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_02051864/page/47/
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