Literary Hours: Or, Sketches Critical and Narrative, Bind 1J. Burkitt, 1800 |
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Side 166
... immediately quitted the track , and pushed after him . As he drew near the figure , which appeared to dilate into more than common proportion , had the garb and aspect of a monk , and glided on with such rapidity that Henry found it ...
... immediately quitted the track , and pushed after him . As he drew near the figure , which appeared to dilate into more than common proportion , had the garb and aspect of a monk , and glided on with such rapidity that Henry found it ...
Side 167
... immediately for the spot whence the rays appeared to stream . The light , as he advanced , glowed steady and brilliant , but required more time and effort to attain than he expected , for having left the common , he was now amid ...
... immediately for the spot whence the rays appeared to stream . The light , as he advanced , glowed steady and brilliant , but required more time and effort to attain than he expected , for having left the common , he was now amid ...
Side 169
... in the pitchy darkness which immediately succeeded , no lights could be distinguished in any part of its vast extent , a circumstance which occasioned him much Z surprise , and added not a little to his apprehen- NO . IX . 169 HOURS .
... in the pitchy darkness which immediately succeeded , no lights could be distinguished in any part of its vast extent , a circumstance which occasioned him much Z surprise , and added not a little to his apprehen- NO . IX . 169 HOURS .
Side 172
... immediately discovered himself , and impatient to learn the cause of events so horrible , urged him to an explanation . Faint , however , with the loss of blood , racked with pain , and overwhelmed with the most tumultuous sensations on ...
... immediately discovered himself , and impatient to learn the cause of events so horrible , urged him to an explanation . Faint , however , with the loss of blood , racked with pain , and overwhelmed with the most tumultuous sensations on ...
Side 177
... assistance . The thunder had , by this time , passed off ; twilight began to dawn , and Henry , notwith- standing the fatigues of the preceding day determined to push forward immediately to the castle of Walleran 2 A NO . IX ! 177 HOURS .
... assistance . The thunder had , by this time , passed off ; twilight began to dawn , and Henry , notwith- standing the fatigues of the preceding day determined to push forward immediately to the castle of Walleran 2 A NO . IX ! 177 HOURS .
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Side 195 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Side 375 - Daughters; but by devout prayer to that Eternal Spirit who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his Seraphim with the hallowed fire of his altar to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases...
Side 409 - With lust and violence the house of God? In courts and palaces he also reigns, And in luxurious cities, where the noise Of riot ascends above their loftiest towers, And injury, and outrage: And when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.
Side 411 - A pillar of state : deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat, and public care : And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin...
Side 66 - With fairest flowers Whilst summer lasts and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave: thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose, nor The azured harebell, like thy veins, no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Side 331 - Now gliding remote, on the verge of the sky, The moon half extinguished her crescent displays ; But lately I marked, when majestic on high She shone, and the planets were lost in her blaze. Roll on, thou fair orb, and with gladness pursue The path that conducts thee to splendor again : But man's faded glory what change shall renew? Ah, fool...
Side 338 - As I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me : 'twas a handsome milkmaid, that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be...
Side 412 - On the other side up-rose Belial, in act more graceful and humane : A fairer person lost not Heaven ; he seem'd For dignity compos'd, and high exploit : But all was false and hollow ; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels : for his thoughts were low...
Side 331 - Tis night, and the landscape is lovely no more ; I mourn, but, ye woodlands, I mourn not for you; For morn is approaching, your charms to restore...
Side 30 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.