Romance and Reality, Bind 2J. J. Harper, 1832 |
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... hand- some ? Yes , in a peculiar and un - English style . He had high , sharp , and somewhat Jewish features , dark eyes , clear , keen , and penetrating , with something almost fero- cious in their expression : ' And in his eye the ...
... hand- some ? Yes , in a peculiar and un - English style . He had high , sharp , and somewhat Jewish features , dark eyes , clear , keen , and penetrating , with something almost fero- cious in their expression : ' And in his eye the ...
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... hand , or a very light wind , slightly stirred a curtain . Poor Emily ! she only caught sight of the postilion , Why , with all our deep and unuterable sympathies with love , are we inclined to laugh at half its disappointments ...
... hand , or a very light wind , slightly stirred a curtain . Poor Emily ! she only caught sight of the postilion , Why , with all our deep and unuterable sympathies with love , are we inclined to laugh at half its disappointments ...
Side 12
... hand , even as her forefathers had grasped the sword , not less boldly did she hold a torch ; in the other , even as they had held their shield , she held the cross . For a moment even Sir John Arundel quailed before the dark eye that ...
... hand , even as her forefathers had grasped the sword , not less boldly did she hold a torch ; in the other , even as they had held their shield , she held the cross . For a moment even Sir John Arundel quailed before the dark eye that ...
Side 13
... hand , which had since sunrise been busily employed in selecting her favorite flowers , threw nose- gays in at the window . Emily eagerly caught them , and her eyes filled with tears , as , at a turning in the road which hid the village ...
... hand , which had since sunrise been busily employed in selecting her favorite flowers , threw nose- gays in at the window . Emily eagerly caught them , and her eyes filled with tears , as , at a turning in the road which hid the village ...
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... hands of women , what they are in the hands of a mob - always misused . Ah ! the Salic law is the true code , whether ... hand it covers- -the shawl , whose drapery a sculptor might envy - the perfumes - the fan , so gracefully carried ...
... hands of women , what they are in the hands of a mob - always misused . Ah ! the Salic law is the true code , whether ... hand it covers- -the shawl , whose drapery a sculptor might envy - the perfumes - the fan , so gracefully carried ...
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Side 241 - There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary are at rest. There the prisoners are at ease together ; They hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
Side 14 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and watery depths; all these have vanished; They live no longer in the faith of reason.
Side 27 - Sweet records, promises as sweet ; A creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food : For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.
Side 25 - But oft, in lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart ; And passing even into my purer mind, With tranquil restoration...
Side 59 - Poor wretch ! the mother that him bare, If she had been in presence there, In his wan face, and sun-burn'd hair, She had not known her child.
Side 30 - Well, well, as they said to the lover of the beautiful Indian queen, when he was turned into a dog, 'your misfortune is irreparable, so have patience.' In this world we must live for the present at least ; but I own I think it is made up of odds and ends." " ' Q,uand on n'a pas ce qu'on aime, II faut aimer ce qu'on a,' " said Edward ; " a doctrine of practical philosophy which I hope Miss Arundel has been practising.
Side 74 - Ah ! whence yon glare That fires the arch of heaven? that dark red smoke Blotting the silver moon ? The stars are quenched In darkness, and the pure and spangling snow Gleams faintly through the gloom that gathers round. Hark to that roar whose swift and...
Side 25 - These beauteous forms, Through a long absence, have not been to me As is a landscape to a blind man's eye ; But oft, In lonely rooms, and 'mid the din Of towns and cities, I have owed to them, In hours of weariness, sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart...
Side 143 - ... sad accident, Mr. Higgs and I learnt by heart, as a warning to our young friends. But, somehow, we never, though we took a world of pains, could remember more than the first two or three lines — for we are too old to begin our schooling over...
Side 205 - ... spirit languishes only for a nearer commune with the Creator, — blame me not too harshly for my mortal wishes, nor think that my faith was the less sincere because it was tinted in the most unchanging dyes of the human heart, and indissolubly woven with the memory of the dead ! Often from our weaknesses our strongest principles of conduct are born; and from the acorn which a breeze has wafted springs the oak which defies the storm.