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Title: The Argosy
Year: 1865 (1860s)
Authors: Wood, Henry, Mrs., 1814-1887 Wood, Charles W. (Charles William), b. 1850?
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Publisher: London (etc.) R. Bentley (etc.)
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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ack hadfaced death so calmly, measuring distances so well, in the hand-to-hand encounter with a dozen desperate foes, and Major Kenyon, fight-ing his way back to his men, had won his Victoria Cross—were theyfilled with tears ? —M>@^K-%^4H— SONG. Dost thou love me ?—Oh, no, no, Love is not like this !Some may come and love may go,Fading as a wreath of snow— Fleeting as a kiss !Love is not a thing for ever,Twining nearer, changing never. Clasp it for a happy minute,Lightly dream it is thine own; Taste the joy that flatters in it.Clasp it closer, it is gone !Dost thou love me ? No, no.Ah ! no, no. Dost thou love me ? Yes ! ah, yes, With a changeless faith ;Eager as a saint to bless.Fond as mothers first caress. Resolute as death !This is love, the true ideal,Love that th/?it hast made the real. This is love, the old, old story.Sunlight of the heart and eye. Filling earth and sky with glory;Happy earth and happy aky IDost thou love me ? Yes ! ah, yes, Ah ! yes, yes ! E. A. H.
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HQli£KT iiAKN£S. Iv. A»NU fc. i .W L^ THE BLUE-RIMMKI) JAR. THE ARGOSY AUGUST, 1882. MRS. RAVENS TEMPTATION. BY THE AUTHOR OF DR. HARDYS MARRIAGE.CHAPTER XXVII. A SECRET AND A SIGNET RING. FRANK RAVEN, admitted at last to Daylight Villa, within thedoors of which the Oriental Mystery at present abode,followed the girl into the dreary and darkened little parlour.Scarcely was he seated, before the Oriental Mystery entered. It certainly seemed her pleasure to remain a mystery. Frank sawbefore him a tall woman of a massive figure, who advanced into theroom with a noiseless, gliding step. He could distinguish little more,for on her head she wore a large veil of coarse black lace, whose heavyedge fell -bout her face so closely that her eyes only glittered throughit, and nothing of her visage was seen, except the nose and the thin,but large and loose, lips. Still, she reminded him of somebody orsomething. She spoke no greeting. She crossed the room in silence, and seatedherself in an arm-c

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