Pelayo: Or, The Cavern of Covadonga. A RomanceHarper & brothers, 1836 - 204 sider |
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Side xv
... blow , And ev'ry living thing doth glow , Beneath her fairy step and genial brow ; It is an hour of glee and mirth , When Sweet Nature ! thy returning birth : savage Winter scowled , with front severe , E'en the bright fireside might ...
... blow , And ev'ry living thing doth glow , Beneath her fairy step and genial brow ; It is an hour of glee and mirth , When Sweet Nature ! thy returning birth : savage Winter scowled , with front severe , E'en the bright fireside might ...
Side xxi
... blow , Than wilful woman's words ! - But hush ! -- I think I hear a voice that calls away , Alas ! my muse has said , " no more to day ! " Poor victim ! I her mandate must obey ; And , Selden ! now , a last farewell ! Lend a kind ear to ...
... blow , Than wilful woman's words ! - But hush ! -- I think I hear a voice that calls away , Alas ! my muse has said , " no more to day ! " Poor victim ! I her mandate must obey ; And , Selden ! now , a last farewell ! Lend a kind ear to ...
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... blow That would have laid him low.- And now , though waving plumes no longer shade His lofty and majestic brow , Still are his looks as fiercely dark and dread , As when opposed against the foe . In vain , with anxious care , His ...
... blow That would have laid him low.- And now , though waving plumes no longer shade His lofty and majestic brow , Still are his looks as fiercely dark and dread , As when opposed against the foe . In vain , with anxious care , His ...
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... blow --- hath broke ! pen has power or art to trace , What The thoughts that clouded Aza's face , When thus she felt her fond embrace Rejected by her loved - her chosen one ? — Better to have ne'er beheld the morning sun , Or breathed ...
... blow --- hath broke ! pen has power or art to trace , What The thoughts that clouded Aza's face , When thus she felt her fond embrace Rejected by her loved - her chosen one ? — Better to have ne'er beheld the morning sun , Or breathed ...
Side 24
... blow , And kiss the dew drops as they glow ! Her quiv'ring lip was still --- Calm was her bosom's swell ! She cast one look on him- And were his heart less cold than snow , Encircling Torneo's icy brow , It would have melted then ! A ...
... blow , And kiss the dew drops as they glow ! Her quiv'ring lip was still --- Calm was her bosom's swell ! She cast one look on him- And were his heart less cold than snow , Encircling Torneo's icy brow , It would have melted then ! A ...
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Pelayo: Or, the Cavern of Covadonga. a Romance Anna Cora Ogden Mowatt Ritchie Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2023 |
Pelayo, Or the Cavern of Covadonga: A Romance (Classic Reprint) Anna Cora Ogden Mowatt Ritchie Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2017 |
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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...