Destiny: Or, The Chief's DaughterR. Bentley, 1852 - 428 sider |
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... rose to their minds ' eye . Glenroy's own sensations were of a mixed nature he felt that his lady's absence would be an inex- pressible relief ; but there was something of wounded pride which alloyed the pleasure of the parting . Edith ...
... rose to their minds ' eye . Glenroy's own sensations were of a mixed nature he felt that his lady's absence would be an inex- pressible relief ; but there was something of wounded pride which alloyed the pleasure of the parting . Edith ...
Side 12
... rose in fresh hopes that that was the day her letter would arrive . Thus , " dupe of to - morrow , " days passed away , till at length poor Edith's expectations died the natural death of " hope deferred . " CHAPTER IV . Le bon esprit ...
... rose in fresh hopes that that was the day her letter would arrive . Thus , " dupe of to - morrow , " days passed away , till at length poor Edith's expectations died the natural death of " hope deferred . " CHAPTER IV . Le bon esprit ...
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... rose abruptly from the water , and gave them an air of grandeur to which they could not have otherwise aspired . The building had been originally in the form of a square , with a court in the centre ; but two sides of it were now mere ...
... rose abruptly from the water , and gave them an air of grandeur to which they could not have otherwise aspired . The building had been originally in the form of a square , with a court in the centre ; but two sides of it were now mere ...
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... rose , but was again seized by his two tor- mentors . " O you shall not stir till you have drank it to the last drop . " And Norman , taking the glass of wine , would have forced it to his lips ; but he shook him off . 66 66 Nothing ...
... rose , but was again seized by his two tor- mentors . " O you shall not stir till you have drank it to the last drop . " And Norman , taking the glass of wine , would have forced it to his lips ; but he shook him off . 66 66 Nothing ...
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... rose , his spirits revived , and he was himself again . But it was a transitory calm . The dinner hour was drawing near , the guests were all assembled , when suddenly , borne on the breeze , came the distant neighing of a steed ...
... rose , his spirits revived , and he was himself again . But it was a transitory calm . The dinner hour was drawing near , the guests were all assembled , when suddenly , borne on the breeze , came the distant neighing of a steed ...
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Admiral affection agitation beauty Benbowie better called Captain Malcolm certainly CHAPTER charming cheek Chief colour comfort creature cried Glenroy daughter dear Edith Deed delight Edith felt Elizabeth Waldegrave emotion epicure exclaimed eyes father favour fear feelings Florinda fond Glenroy's gout hand happy head hear heard heart Highland hoch honour hope Inch Orran Julius Cæsar Kitty Lady Arabella Lady Elizabeth Lady Waldegrave ladyship leave look M'Dow M'Intosh Macauley's Madame Latour mamma manner manse marriage married Melcombe mind Miss Malcolm Miss Mogg Molly Macauley morning nature never papa party passed passion Penshurst perhaps pleasure poor present pretty replied Ribley Ribley's Ronald rose scarcely Scotland seemed sigh silent Sir Reginald smile soon sorrow speak spirits sure sweet tears tell THEODORE HOOK there's thing thought tone turned uttered voice Vol au vents wish young
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Side 111 - See the wretch that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again ; The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.
Side 274 - There was a time when meadow, grove and stream, The earth, and every common sight, To me did seem Apparelled in celestial light, The glory and the freshness of a dream. It is not now as it hath been of yore ; — Turn wheresoe'er I may, By night or day, The things which I have seen I now can see no more.
Side 260 - ... oblivion of it. For some months the cloud seemed to grow thicker and thicker. The lines in Coleridge's Dejection — I was not then acquainted with them — exactly describe my case: A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief. Which finds no natural outlet or relief In word, or sigh, or tear.
Side 131 - Tis not the loss of love's assurance, It is not doubting what thou art, But 'tis the too, too long endurance Of absence, that afflicts my heart. The fondest thoughts two hearts can cherish, When each is lonely doom'd to weep, Are fruits on desert isles that perish, Or riches buried in the deep. What though, untouch'd by jealous madness, Our bosom's peace may fall to wreck ; Th' undoubting heart, that breaks with sadness, Is but more slowly doom'd to break.
Side 131 - Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, And the stock thereof die in the ground ; Yet through the scent of water it will bud, And bring forth boughs like a plant. But man dieth, and wasteth away : Yea, man giveth up the -ghost, and where is he...
Side 133 - NOW was the hour that wakens fond desire In men at sea, and melts their thoughtful heart Who in the morn have bid sweet friends farewell, And pilgrim newly on his road with love Thrills, if he hear the vesper bell from far, That seems to mourn for the expiring day...
Side 16 - I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
Side 74 - Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all...
Side 291 - M'HENRY, MD One volume, 18mo. Bennett's (Rev. John) Letters to a Young Lady, ON A VARIETY OF SUBJECTS CALCULATED TO IMPROVE THE HEART, TO FORM THE MANNERS, AND ENLIGHTEN THE UNDERSTANDING. "That our daughters may be as polished corners of the temple.
Side 110 - Henceforth I shall know That Nature ne'er deserts the wise and pure; No plot so narrow, be but Nature there, No waste so vacant, but may well employ Each faculty of sense, and keep the heart Awake to Love and Beauty!