The Cottage on the Cliff: A Seaside StoryW. Burnett, 1834 |
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18. oldal
... young lady , I will go after him , " cried David . The reproach which the old housekeeper had thought proper to cast upon him , having roused his sensibility , as well as his anger . " It shall never be said that Davy Holdfast was ...
... young lady , I will go after him , " cried David . The reproach which the old housekeeper had thought proper to cast upon him , having roused his sensibility , as well as his anger . " It shall never be said that Davy Holdfast was ...
19. oldal
... young mistresses , to change the tenor of her discourse , as she was wandering to something more dreadful in idea than even the danger of the tempest , or perils of the present moment could convey , while the sobbing Jessy instantly ...
... young mistresses , to change the tenor of her discourse , as she was wandering to something more dreadful in idea than even the danger of the tempest , or perils of the present moment could convey , while the sobbing Jessy instantly ...
25. oldal
... young lady , that old man , who was the Captain's servant , and that old good- looking gentlewoman , who has got Miss in her arms ? —why , mas- ter , what will Miss Jessy and Miss Olive say ? and old Alice the housekeeper ? " " Shiver ...
... young lady , that old man , who was the Captain's servant , and that old good- looking gentlewoman , who has got Miss in her arms ? —why , mas- ter , what will Miss Jessy and Miss Olive say ? and old Alice the housekeeper ? " " Shiver ...
29. oldal
... young lady , though he professed to have been so long in the service of Captain Singleton , nor did he ap- pear very solicitous about her . The untimely death , too , of his unfortunate master was not lamented by him in a way that an ...
... young lady , though he professed to have been so long in the service of Captain Singleton , nor did he ap- pear very solicitous about her . The untimely death , too , of his unfortunate master was not lamented by him in a way that an ...
32. oldal
... young and lovely female had so deeply drank of the cup of sorrow , she had been lively as the bounding doe , though harmless and as gentle as the innocent dove . But the elastic spirit which health , fresh glowing in the first dawn of ...
... young and lovely female had so deeply drank of the cup of sorrow , she had been lively as the bounding doe , though harmless and as gentle as the innocent dove . But the elastic spirit which health , fresh glowing in the first dawn of ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
The Cottage on the Cliff: A Sea-Side Story - Primary Source Edition Catherine G. B. 1787 Ward Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2013 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Agatha Singleton Alfred answered beautiful Beda beheld Black Forest blush bosom Braganza Captain Singleton chamber child Claribelle Cliff Cottage countenance cousin Craftly cried Agatha cried Jessy cried Olive cried the fisher Cromer Dale daughter dear dear Jessy Delcrusa Duchess Duchess of Braganza Duke Duke of Braganza exclaimed eyes fate father fear feelings Fisher Blust girl hand happy hear heart Heaven heroine honour hour innocent inquired instantly Jessy's kinsman Leontine Craftly Lessington look Lord Montague Lord Winstone lovely Manfrida manner Marchioness Margaret Marinetta Marquis means mind Miss Blust Miss Jessy Miss Olive Miss Singleton mistress Montault mother never night old Abbey Olive Blust Olive's once passion Paulo Michello pray pretty protector replied Shelty shiver my top-sails silent smile suffering sweet tears tell thee thing thou thought tion treach trembled uttered Agatha voice wish Wolf woman young lady
Népszerű szakaszok
516. oldal - Cease then, nor order imperfection name : Our proper bliss depends on what we blame. Know thy own point : This kind, this due degree Of blindness, weakness, heaven bestows on thee. Submit. — In this, or any other sphere, Secure to be as blest as thou canst bear : Safe in the hand of one disposing pow'r, Or in the natal, or the mortal hour.
158. oldal - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
516. oldal - All nature is but art, unknown to thee; All chance, direction, which thou canst not see; All discord, harmony not understood; All partial evil, universal good: And, spite of pride in erring reason's spite, One truth is clear, whatever is, is right.
387. oldal - She speaks, yet she says nothing: what of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
206. oldal - It was a wild and breaker-beaten coast, With cliffs above, and a broad sandy shore, Guarded by shoals and rocks as by an host, With here and there a creek, whose aspect wore A better welcome to the tempest-tost, And rarely ceased the haughty billow's roar, Save on the dead long summer days, which make The outstretch'd Ocean glitter like a lake.
404. oldal - A man whom both the waters and the wind, In that vast tennis-court, have made the ball For them to play upon, entreats you pity him; He asks of you, that never used to beg.
221. oldal - Which have been suffer'd, and can ne'er return? Those that have weather'da tempestuous night, And find a calm approaching with the light, Will not, unless their reason they disown, Still make those dangers present that are gone.
325. oldal - Leonora. Yes, sire, such welcome gives As when upon the dark blank world the sun Pours forth his beams ; when undistinguished space Grows rich with meaning ; hill, and lake, and plain Glitter in new-born light, and hail the day...
439. oldal - HEAR what Highland Nora said, — ' ' The Earlie's son I will not wed, Should all the race of nature die, And none be left but he and I. For all the gold, for all the gear, And all the lands both far and near, That ever valour lost or won, I would not wed the Earlie's son.
31. oldal - Sundays: — O you must wear your rue with a difference. — There's a daisy: — 1 would give you some violets, but they withered all when my father died: — they say he made a good end, — [Sings] For bonny sweet Robin is all my joy.