Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin

Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm

  • A2337768has quoted4 years ago
    It came to her naturally, so her family said, and perhaps for this reason she, like Tom Tulliver's clergyman tutor, "set about it with that uniformity of method and independence of circumstances which distinguish the actions of animals understood to be under the immediate teaching of Nature."
  • A2337768has quoted4 years ago
    Rebecca's eyes were like faith,—"the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."
  • A2337768has quoted4 years ago
    This house is dark and dull and dreer
    No light doth shine from far or near
    Its like the tomb.
    And those of us who live herein
    Are most as dead as serrafim
    Though not as good.
    My gardian angel is asleep
    At leest he doth no vigil keep
    Ah! woe is me!
    Then give me back my lonely farm
    Where none alive did wish me harm
    Dear home of youth!
  • A2337768has quoted4 years ago
    This house is dark and dull and drear
    No light doth shine from far or near
    Nor ever could.
    And those of us who live herein
    Are most as dead as seraphim
    Though not as good.
    My guardian angel is asleep
    At least he doth no vigil keep
    But far doth roam.
    Then give me back my lonely farm
    Where none alive did wish me harm,
    Dear childhood home!
  • A2337768has quoted4 years ago
    But I would pillow on my arm
    The thought of my sweet Brookside Farm
  • A2337768has quoted5 years ago
    Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;
    Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair;
    But all things else about her drawn
    From May-time and the cheerful Dawn;
    A dancing Shape, an Image gay,
    To haunt, to startle, and way-lay.
  • A2337768has quoted6 years ago
    We must remember that it is deficient, not excessive vitality, that makes the greatest trouble in this world," returned Mr. Burch.
  • A2337768has quoted6 years ago
    The soul grows into lovely habits as easily as into ugly ones
  • A2337768has quoted6 years ago
    "Jesus shall reign where'er the sun."
  • A2337768has quoted6 years ago
    Be careful how you behave. Bow your head in prayer; sing all the hymns, but not too loud and bold; ask after Mis' Strout's boy; tell everybody what awful colds we've got; if you see a good chance, take your pocket handkerchief and wipe the dust off the melodeon before the meetin' begins, and get twenty-five cents out of the sittin' room match-box in case there should be a collection."
    Rebecca willingly assented. Anything interested her, even a village missionary meeting, and the idea of representing the family was rather intoxicating.
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