The curse of Clifton, 617. kötetA. Hart, 1853 |
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answered Archer Clifton arose asked bay horse beautiful BEETON bosom brow Captain Clifton Captain Fairfax Carl Carl Wetzel Carolyn Clifton Catherine Catherine's Charles Cabell cheek child countenance dark daughter dearest death deep Devil's Staircase door dress entered exclaimed eyes face father fear feel Frank gazed gentle girl give hand happy Hardbargain HARRIET BEECHER STOWE head hear heard heart Heaven Henny honour hope horse hour kiss knew lady leave letter lips look madam Major Cabell Major Clifton marriage marry mind Miss Clifton mistress morning mother never night old gentleman Oliver Cromwell pale parlour passed passion paused poor replied Richmond seemed silent sister smile sorrow soul stairs stood strong tell things thought took turned voice White Cliffs wife wish woman words young Zuleime دو وو
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55. oldal - Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten and command, A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill, A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man.
229. oldal - Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep ; If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take ; And this I ask for Jesus
160. oldal - Seek ye first the Kingdom of Heaven, .... and all these things shall be added unto you...
312. oldal - Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honour, and keep her in sickness and in health; and, forsaking all other, keep thee only unto her, so long as ye both shall live?
185. oldal - She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers around her are sighing; But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying.
185. oldal - ... She is Far from the Land She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, And lovers are round her, sighing : But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, For her heart in his grave is lying. She sings the wild song of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking ; — • Ah ! little they think who delight in her strains, How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking.
420. oldal - We consider the Self-Instructor and its companion volumes entitled to the highest praise that can be bestowed on works of this class. They are plain, practical, complete, and well arranged.
11. oldal - This, of course, is a very striking delineation of sudden terror ! And so they go. Then comes a mighty fog; then thunder, lightning, and rain. Then they hear the tinkling of a wether-bell ; then the little mountain shepherdess, blushing, and dropping her eyes like a startled fawn. " At the same instant a thunderbolt was hurled from heaven with a terrific crash — riving the ground on which she had just stood !" Let us hurry into the hut, reader ! Here we find a graphic old rogue of a grandfather...
50. oldal - ... the lounge, his hands clasped above his forehead, and his elbows very prominent ; one foot, minus a slipper, hoisted upon the window-sill, and the other slippered foot dangling on the carpet. But the picturesque beauty of his dark, handsome face atoned for all the rest.
411. oldal - ... Catherine to think that all this trouble I have suffered, and have inflicted upon you, should have been so unnecessary." But she, knowing better, and deeper in her faith, replies, "Oh, no! it was not unnecessary. God suffered it to be, and it was well — very well! All things work together for good, to them that love the Lord!