Waldie's Select Circulating Library, 2. kötetAdam Waldie Adam Waldie, 1833 |
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Agatha alarm appearance arms beautiful boatswain Bolton Burke Burney called Captain Blessington Captain de Haldimar character chief Clara Colonel de Haldimar Colonsay companion countenance d'Arblay dark daugh daughter dear death doctor enemy Erskine excited exclaimed eyes father favour fear feelings feet felt Fleur de lis garrison gentlemen governor Greville Halloway hand head heard heart heaven honour hope hour Hulson Indian John Leyden Johnson lady length letter Leyden look Lord Arnwood Lord Sandwich Madame de Genlis manner memorialist ment mind Miss morning Murdoch never night observed officer once Ottawa party passed person Pilot's Mark pleasure Ponteac present prisoner rampart recollection returned round Saganaw SAMUEL CRISP savages scarcely scene schooner seemed seen Sir Everard smile soon spirit stood Streatham thing thought Thrale tion tomahawk turned uttered Valletort voice Wacousta Waltham warrior whole young
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65. oldal - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly...
65. oldal - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose. I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw...
104. oldal - In her dwelling, and in her appearance, the mermaid of the northern nations resembles the siren of the ancients. The appendages of a comb and mirror are probably of Celtic invention. The Gaelic story bears, that Macphail of Colonsay was carried off by a mermaid, while passing the gulf above mentioned : that they resided together, in a grotto beneath the sea, for several years, during which time she bore him five children : but finally, he tired of her society, and, having prevailed upon her to carry...
106. oldal - Slave of the mine ! thy yellow light Gleams baleful as the tomb-fire drear. — A gentle vision comes by night My lonely widow'd heart to cheer : Her eyes are dim with many a tear, That once were guiding stars to mine ; Her fond heart throbs with many a fear! I cannot bear to see thee shine.
106. oldal - SLAVE of the dark and dirty mine, What vanity has brought thee here ? How can I love to see thee shine...
65. oldal - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down...
170. oldal - ... Mr. Boswell, that wore an air, ridiculously enough, of purporting to personify the same model. His clothes were always too large for him ; his hair, or wig, was constantly in a state of negligence ; and he never for a moment sat still or upright upon a chair. Every look and movement displayed either intentional or involuntary imitation.
65. oldal - Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return - and die at home at last.
167. oldal - When we were summoned to dinner, Mrs. Thrale made my father and me sit on each side of her. I said that I hoped I did not take Dr. Johnson's place — for he had not yet appeared. 'No,' answered Mrs. Thrale, 'he will sit by you, which I am sure will give him great pleasure.
152. oldal - Though secure of our hearts, yet confoundedly sick If they were not his own by finessing and trick: He cast off his friends, as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleased he could whistle them back.