Mit mondanak mások - Írjon ismertetőt
Nem találtunk ismertetőket a szokott helyeken.
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
able affection allow amiable appeared assistance assured attempt attention believe beloved bestow blessing called cause child confinement considered continued convinced Countess daughter dear death Delville deprived desire doubt early endearing enjoy esteem event expect expressed eyes father feared feel felt Fitzormond fortune friends gave give given gratitude grief hand happiness hear heart hope Howard husband injury intention interest join kindness knew known Lady Belmour Ladyship late leave length less letter look Lord Belmour loss Louisa means meet Melford mentioned mind Miss nature never object obtain occasioned pain parent Paria passion person pleasure possessed present protection reason received regarded regret rejoiced request respected restored satisfaction sense situation society soon stranger suffered supposed taken tears tenderness thing thought tion took treated trust virtue Walter Stanley wife wish woman young
25. oldal - Or, if there were a sympathy in choice, War, death, or sickness, did lay siege to it ; Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
12. oldal - His gardens next your admiration call; On every side you look, behold the wall! No pleasing intricacies intervene, No artful wildness to perplex the scene ; Grove nods at grove, each alley has a brother, And half the platform just reflects the other.
133. oldal - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
193. oldal - ... thy song is lovely ! It is lovely, O Malvina! but it melts the soul. There is a joy in grief when peace dwells in the breast of the sad.
46. oldal - Support me, every friend ; Your kind assistance lend, To bear the weight of this oppressive woe. Alas! each friend of mine, My dear departed love, so much was thine, That none has any comfort to bestow. My books, the best relief In every other grief, Are now with your idea...
14. oldal - Though they sound in my ear like despair. Saw you a child with golden hair ? 'Twas love, his eyes so sweetly shining, All hearts to tenderness inclining, Yet oh ! beware, How sweet was his voice, when, hand link'd in hand, We pass'd o'er scenes of fairy land ; But he left me, unpitied, to fate ! And o'er my sinking head the storm blew desolate. Then he whom I lov'd — but I will not complain, Though T never, oh never, shall see him again.