Alice MacDonald Kipling

Biographical details

Portrait of Alice MacDonald Kipling Alice MacDonald Kipling,  Hand in Hand — Wind Music (1902)

“ Wind Music
A WIND harp in a garden all year round,
Was fingered by the winds, and each one found
Within its silver strings an answering sound.
A wind for Summer, and a wind for Spring;
For Autumn, and for Winter,—let them sing
Their own songs in the music that they bring.
The soft South wind came like a lover sighing
Some low sweet song of love that, never dying,
Could still be faithful, though its hope was flying.
The West wind brought a tender, yearning strain,
As of a heart that breathed regret and pain
For something lost and never found again.
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Portrait of Alice MacDonald Kipling Alice MacDonald Kipling,  Once a Week (1864)

“ For her sake, too, he condescended to plead with the frantic man; and seeing that Mary had fainted in his arms, he laid her down, and led Holt from the room, that the sight of her might no longer madden him. His rage died out from simple exhaustion, and throwing himself into a chair he wept like a child.
Astley roused him. “Holt, be a man. This is an awful tragedy: I wish to Heaven I had died rather than played my part in it. There are not upon the earth two men so broken-hearted as you and I. Let us accept what is inevitable, but let us spare what anguish we can to that unhappy woman.
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Portrait of Alice MacDonald Kipling Alice MacDonald Kipling,  Once a Week (1864)

“ Returning at night he found Mary comfortably clothed, and looking less pale and ill. His housekeeper told him that she had been dressed like a child, having apparently no idea of assisting herself at all.
It would be impossible to describe minutely how intelligence dawned, and grew swiftly in the poor girl's mind. It was not a gradual growth from infancy, but came in fitful snatches. The greatest change came first, when her face brightened from its sweet, blank vacancy of expression at Astley's approach, and then she began to wait upon him like a loving child.
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