Pelayo: Or, The Cavern of Covadonga. A RomanceHarper & brothers, 1836 - 204 sider |
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Side 107
... Ximena's * glance divine ! She thought not of the future , or the past , Present - sweet present - was alone express'd In her joyous air , and thrilling smile , Her innocent , unconscious wile ! She was a glorious creature of the sun ...
... Ximena's * glance divine ! She thought not of the future , or the past , Present - sweet present - was alone express'd In her joyous air , and thrilling smile , Her innocent , unconscious wile ! She was a glorious creature of the sun ...
Side 108
... Ximena break ? How many breasts with hopeless anguish shake ? Alas ! she broke but one --- ' t was mine ! --- At length I saw she had no soul , Nor thought of others ' wo or weal ; I felt ( if one she had ) her mind But as reflecting ...
... Ximena break ? How many breasts with hopeless anguish shake ? Alas ! she broke but one --- ' t was mine ! --- At length I saw she had no soul , Nor thought of others ' wo or weal ; I felt ( if one she had ) her mind But as reflecting ...
Side 109
... Ximena's glided by : And still , she lives , a monument , within my breast , But statue - like , and cold , a lifeless , chilling guest ! And though my lips no longer move To the music of her name --- And though my tongue has ceased to ...
... Ximena's glided by : And still , she lives , a monument , within my breast , But statue - like , and cold , a lifeless , chilling guest ! And though my lips no longer move To the music of her name --- And though my tongue has ceased to ...
Side 110
... Ximena's self --- wert all forgot ! --- But soon we failed --- the strife was o'er , And gloomy sorrow came once more ; For dearly as I loved to wield the lance , Yet dearer to my soul , Ximena's glance ! I ne'er recall its flashing ...
... Ximena's self --- wert all forgot ! --- But soon we failed --- the strife was o'er , And gloomy sorrow came once more ; For dearly as I loved to wield the lance , Yet dearer to my soul , Ximena's glance ! I ne'er recall its flashing ...
Side 111
... Ximena coy --- Return , then , to thy native land , And seek again the fair one's hand ; In a propitious moment press thy suit Thou ' It win her --- and perhaps a heart , to boot , Whose first warm love ' t was thine to wake --- ' t ...
... Ximena coy --- Return , then , to thy native land , And seek again the fair one's hand ; In a propitious moment press thy suit Thou ' It win her --- and perhaps a heart , to boot , Whose first warm love ' t was thine to wake --- ' t ...
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Pelayo: Or, the Cavern of Covadonga. a Romance Anna Cora Ogden Mowatt Ritchie Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2023 |
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Alonzo Antonio art thou beam beauty's beneath blood bosom brave breast breath bright broke brow burst Cantabria CANTO CAVERN OF COVADONGA charms chase cheek chieftain clouds cold country's cried crimson dare dark death deep despair dread dream DUDLEY SELDEN e'en e'er earth ev'ry fade fair fair lady fancy fatal hour fear feel flash fled flow'rets fond gazed gentle glance glide gloom glow golden Goths grief hand hath heart heaven hope hour liberty light lips look lover lyre maid maiden Moor Moorish Munuza ne'er neath night noble o'er once Ormesinda Pelayo perchance Plutus pride princess proud radiant rocks round scarce scene seem'd shine smile soon soul Spain strain strife sweet sword talismanic band tears tell thee thine thou thought throne tone veil voice wake warrior waves ween wild wildly wilt wing wooing Ximena youth
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Side viii - False wizard, avaunt ! I have marshalled my clan : Their swords are a thousand, — their bosoms are one ! They are true to the last of their blood and their breath, And like reapers descend to the harvest of death.
Side vi - I lose my patience, and I own it too, When works are censur'd, not as bad but new ; While if our elders break all reason's laws, These fools demand not pardon, but applause.
Side viii - Alas ! — how light a cause may move Dissension between hearts that love ! Hearts that the world in vain had tried, And sorrow but more closely tied ; That stood the storm, when waves were rough, Yet in a sunny hour fall off, Like ships that have gone down at sea, When heaven was all tranquillity...
Side 160 - Hereditary bondsmen ! know ye not Who would be free themselves must strike the blow?
Side viii - A clergyman of special note For shunning those of his own coat ; Which made his brethren of the gown Take care betimes to run him down : No libertine, nor over nice, Addicted to no sort of vice, Went where he pleased, said what he thought ; Not rich, but owed no man a groat...
Side viii - Faith, sir, you know as much as I." "Ah, Doctor, how you love to jest! Tis now no secret" — I protest 'Tis one to me — "Then tell us, pray, When are the troops to have their pay?
Side iii - Romance' is founded strictly upon historical facts. The name of "T*J*yo>,''. te every Spanish ear, will long be a hallowed sound. Both Southey and Don Trueba (author of the Romance of Spain) have used their best endeavours to immortalize this renowned warrior. But as they very materially disa1* gree in some of the leading points, I have chosen for my tale the accounts which Don Trueba gives.
Side xvii - T was nature taught me first to rhyme, And my impatient, restless muse, To pen my thoughts scarce gives me time, And pruning wholly doth refuse, And when...
Side 13 - Scarce sixteen summers' bloom had shed O'er her young brow its rich'ning glory, And yet, her heart was fondly wed With one whose locks would soon...