The mysterious freebooter; or, The days of queen Bess, 1. kötetPrinted at the Minerva Press, for Lane, Newman, and Company, 1806 |
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xi. oldal
... of me the other day , a young friend of mine , who was just turning author , " to gain a favourable sentence from the critics ? " My reply to him was this- " There " There is one habit , from which I never PREFACE . xi.
... of me the other day , a young friend of mine , who was just turning author , " to gain a favourable sentence from the critics ? " My reply to him was this- " There " There is one habit , from which I never PREFACE . xi.
7. oldal
... turned the stranger . " My father was - oh that he was so still ! an humble peasant in the Tiviotdale ; myself and one dear sister , ́all his household - and happy was our little family no wish beyond ourselves , till Allanrod , a ...
... turned the stranger . " My father was - oh that he was so still ! an humble peasant in the Tiviotdale ; myself and one dear sister , ́all his household - and happy was our little family no wish beyond ourselves , till Allanrod , a ...
32. oldal
... turning the eastern angle of the castle moat , he hap- pened to lift up his eyes , and there he saw , O mercy on us ! a tall ghost , all in black from head to foot ; and the moment he saw it , it vanished away from him in a noise like ...
... turning the eastern angle of the castle moat , he hap- pened to lift up his eyes , and there he saw , O mercy on us ! a tall ghost , all in black from head to foot ; and the moment he saw it , it vanished away from him in a noise like ...
64. oldal
... again , had not distant lights , and voices calling loudly on his name , turned his attention from the terms to which he had been on the point of agreeing ; and he he replied to them with all his strength , while 64 MYSTERIOUS FREEBOOTER .
... again , had not distant lights , and voices calling loudly on his name , turned his attention from the terms to which he had been on the point of agreeing ; and he he replied to them with all his strength , while 64 MYSTERIOUS FREEBOOTER .
81. oldal
... turned the Baron , " Lord William will be at his cottage in a few minutes ; I myself am he . " So saying , the Baron dismoun- ted from his horse , and telling Ambrose he should walk the rest of the way to the cottage , E 5 cottage ...
... turned the Baron , " Lord William will be at his cottage in a few minutes ; I myself am he . " So saying , the Baron dismoun- ted from his horse , and telling Ambrose he should walk the rest of the way to the cottage , E 5 cottage ...
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The Mysterious Freebooter, Or the Days of Queen Bess: A Romance (Classic ... Francis Lathom Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2017 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Allanrod Alwin Ambrose apartment appeared arms asked Rosalind attended Baron de Mowbray believe breast called cedar-chamber chamber CHAP child command confession cottage countenance court cried daugh daughter death door drawbridge dreaded Elizabeth endeavour exclaimed eyes faint fate father favour favourite fear feelings felt Gertrude's give hand happiness heard heart Heaven honour hope hour Hubert idea iron tongue knew Lady de Mowbray lamp lind lips looked Lord Burleigh Lord Rufus Lord Wil Lord William Madgine mands Matthews ment mind morning Moss-trooper mother Mowbray Castle nature never night passed passion promise Queen racters ramparts received replied Rosalind retired returned Edward returned Rosalind Rosa Rufus de Madginecourt salind scarcely seen sigh sight Simon Williams smile spirits spoke step stood strength sure tale tears thee ther's thou thought tion trude voice ward wife William de Mowbray Wilmot WINTER'S TALE wish youth
Népszerű szakaszok
158. oldal - For tis the mind that makes the body rich ; ^• And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, •+ So honour peereth in the meanest habit.
23. oldal - What may this mean, That thou, dead corse, again in complete steel, Revisit'st thus the glimpses of the moon, Making night hideous; and we fools of nature So horridly to shake our disposition With thoughts beyond the reaches of our souls?
203. oldal - For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth' (Shakespeare, A Midsummer-Night's Dream, I, i, 132).
292. oldal - I had a thing to say, but let it go: The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day, Attended with the pleasures of the world, Is all too wanton and too full of gawds To give me audience: if the midnight bell Did, with his iron tongue and brazen mouth, Sound on into the drowsy race of night...
273. oldal - Here Virtue spurns me with disdain; there Pleasure spreads her snare: "Strong habit drags me back to vice; and, urg'd by fierce Despair, "I strive, while Hunger gnaws my heart, to fly from shame in vain ! — "World, 'tis thy cruel will ! I yield, and plunge in guilt again. "There's Mercy in each ray of light that mortal eyes e'er saw; "There's Mercy in each breath of air that mortal lips e'er draw; "There's Mercy both for bird and beast in GOD'S indulgent plan; "There's Mercy...
227. oldal - Hail to you, horrors ! hail, thou house of death ! And thou, the lovely mistress of these shades, Whose beauty gilds the more than midnight darkness, And makes it grateful as the dawn of day. Oh, take me in, a fellow-mourner, with thee, I'll number groan for groan, and tear for tear; And when the fountain of thy eyes are dry, Mine shall supply the stream, and weep for both.
292. oldal - Had baked thy blood, and made it heavy, thick, (Which, else, runs tickling up and down the veins, Making that idiot, laughter, keep men's eyes, And strain their cheeks to idle merriment, A passion hateful to my purposes...
104. oldal - We were as twinn'd lambs that did frisk i' th' sun, And bleat the one at th' other: what we chang'd Was innocence for innocence: we knew not The doctrine of ill-doing, nor dream'd That any did. Had we pursu'd that life.
91. oldal - Whilst, first of gifts that from her bosom flow* Spring returns with aspect mild, Violet crown'd, her loveliest child : Now again the ruddy thorn, Glitters with the dew of morn ; Buzzing round sweet cowslip bells, Bees suck nectar from their cells ; The vivid flash from beauty's eye, When tell-tale love is lurking nigh ; The pleading look, the starting tear, That parting lovers often wear ; j The balmy kiss, the gentle sigh Escaping, yet it knows not why; All hail the lovely bloom of opening Spring,...
247. oldal - There's one did laugh in his sleep, and one cry'd, " Murder !" That they did wake each other ; I stood and heard them: But they did say their prayers, and address'd them Again to sleep. Lady. There are two lodg'd together. Macb. One cry'd, " God bless us :" and " Amen," the other ; As they had seen me, with these hangman's hands, Listening their fear.