Waldegrave: A NovelHarper, 1829 |
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5. oldal
... nature ; because your bosom lodges not a thought which would not benefit mankind , you have the power of laying it open to view . I am not so fortu hand on his , and After a pause , Lady Hermie Y said , in an agitated voice , " What if ...
... nature ; because your bosom lodges not a thought which would not benefit mankind , you have the power of laying it open to view . I am not so fortu hand on his , and After a pause , Lady Hermie Y said , in an agitated voice , " What if ...
7. oldal
... nature of your sorrow , I determined to ascer- tain whether there were no existing circumstance which might give reason to hope for a happy termination of this business . And now , Mr. Waldegrave , I must say what I would wish should ...
... nature of your sorrow , I determined to ascer- tain whether there were no existing circumstance which might give reason to hope for a happy termination of this business . And now , Mr. Waldegrave , I must say what I would wish should ...
9. oldal
... natural method of explaining it ? The nocturnal meeting , and the word " fidelity , " went like daggers to his heart . The place , too , Cernobio - was it pos- sible the happiness of being her companion , which he once fancied reserved ...
... natural method of explaining it ? The nocturnal meeting , and the word " fidelity , " went like daggers to his heart . The place , too , Cernobio - was it pos- sible the happiness of being her companion , which he once fancied reserved ...
11. oldal
... nature . The friendships of life's morn- ing gild your existence still . I have nothing in the wide cold world , and this day has shown me the dreariness of my solitude . " " What can you have more , " said Waldegrave , who pitied her ...
... nature . The friendships of life's morn- ing gild your existence still . I have nothing in the wide cold world , and this day has shown me the dreariness of my solitude . " " What can you have more , " said Waldegrave , who pitied her ...
15. oldal
... natural state , and with de- spairing horror he contemplated the situation to which his madness had reduced him . It was late ere he returned to his lodgings , which were entered at the same moment by Arnoldi . Waldegrave , to whose ...
... natural state , and with de- spairing horror he contemplated the situation to which his madness had reduced him . It was late ere he returned to his lodgings , which were entered at the same moment by Arnoldi . Waldegrave , to whose ...
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acquaintance affection agitation appeared Arnoldi Arthur Howard ascer asked Waldegrave Aubrey believe Blevio boat calm Carbonari Commandant Constance Count Osnabruck cried Waldegrave danger dear father dear Waldegrave deep degrave doubt dreadful Edgar Edith exclaimed Waldegrave father feelings feluccas forgive gazed Genoa grave grief hand happiness hear heard heart Heaven Heaven's sake Henry Henry's Hermione's honour hope horror hour knew Lady Hermione Lady Louisa lake lake of Como Larno's lest letter looked Lord Egmont Lord Forrester Lord St lost Luigi Marchese marriage melancholy ment Milan mind Miss Vivian Montara morning Naples Nervi never night observed Pardon passed paused poor promise replied Waldegrave returned round Ruggiero ruin seemed sight silent Sir Arthur Sir Claude Sir Ralph smile sorrow soul spot Steinbach suspicion tell thing thought Waldegrave tion to-night told tone Turin Villanza voice Walde Waldegrave's Waldenburgs wish words
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38. oldal - Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seat In this distracted globe. Remember thee? Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there; And. thy commandment all alone shall live Within the book and volume of my brain, Unmix'd with baser matter: yes, by heaven.
135. oldal - But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O, I have suffer'd With those that I saw suffer : a brave vessel, Who had, no doubt, some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces. O, the cry did knock Against my very heart. Poor souls, they perish'd.
76. oldal - Tis the fire-shower of ruin all dreadfully driven From his eyrie, that beacons the darkness of heaven. Oh, crested Lochiel ! the peerless in might, Whose banners arise on the battlements' height, Heaven's fire is around thee, to blast and to burn ; Return to thy dwelling ! all lonely return ! For the blackness of ashes shall mark where it stood, And a wild mother scream o'er her famishing brood.
145. oldal - There settle the account with thy conscience for every past benefit unrequited ; every past endearment unregarded, of that departed being, who can never — never — never return to be soothed by thy contrition! If thou art a child, and hast ever added a sorrow to the soul, or a furrow to the silvered brow of an affectionate parent...
30. oldal - reft of every trust, In joyless union wedded to the dust, Could all his parting energy dismiss, And call this barren world sufficient bliss ? — There live, alas ! of heaven-directed mien, Of cultured soul, and sapient eye serene, Who hail thee, Man-!
91. oldal - Oh ! colder than the wind that freezes Founts, that but now in sunshine play'd, Is that congealing pang which seizes The trusting bosom, when betray'd.
85. oldal - I knew, I knew it could not last — 'Twas bright, 'twas heavenly, but 'tis past ! Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never...
45. oldal - Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing...
13. oldal - Three things a wise man will not trust, The Wind, the Sunshine of an April day, And Woman's plighted faith. I have beheld The Weathercock upon the steeple point Steady from morn till eve ; and I have seen The bees go forth upon an April morn, Secure the sunshine will not end in showers ; But when was Woman true ? False Bard...
176. oldal - there is more joy in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, than over ninety and nine just persons that need no repentance.