Tales of a tourist, 3-4. kötet1823 |
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4. oldal
... tender de- light , which could only be the result of long and endearing intimacy . Geraldine was the first to recover her- self , and , after introducing him to Mrs. Rainsford , blushing , exclaimed- " I little thought to meet you here ...
... tender de- light , which could only be the result of long and endearing intimacy . Geraldine was the first to recover her- self , and , after introducing him to Mrs. Rainsford , blushing , exclaimed- " I little thought to meet you here ...
14. oldal
... tender , half - reproachful , were his adieus ; and poor Geraldine , whose forti- tude during this dialogue had been tried to the utmost , felt that even the consci- ousness of rectitude was scarcely sufficient to console her under the ...
... tender , half - reproachful , were his adieus ; and poor Geraldine , whose forti- tude during this dialogue had been tried to the utmost , felt that even the consci- ousness of rectitude was scarcely sufficient to console her under the ...
30. oldal
... - not worthy to be exchanged with one glance of that eye - one accent of that dear voice , which assure me of the sincerity of a heart equally tender and faithful ! " CHAP- CHAPTER II . And , as a hare , whom 30 TALES OF A TOURIST .
... - not worthy to be exchanged with one glance of that eye - one accent of that dear voice , which assure me of the sincerity of a heart equally tender and faithful ! " CHAP- CHAPTER II . And , as a hare , whom 30 TALES OF A TOURIST .
74. oldal
... tender reproach . 66 Why then , I believe the world - the cruel world , stepped in between you and me , and had nearly severed two hearts , the most completely suited to each other . " Tis a strange tempting world , my Geral- dine ...
... tender reproach . 66 Why then , I believe the world - the cruel world , stepped in between you and me , and had nearly severed two hearts , the most completely suited to each other . " Tis a strange tempting world , my Geral- dine ...
88. oldal
... tender and increasing at- tachment of lord Beaudesert , the best con- solation for the tears she still gives to the memory of Fitz - Clare . FASHIONABLE CONNEXIONS ; OR , THE VILLA IN CUMBERLAND . 88 TALES OF A TOURIST .
... tender and increasing at- tachment of lord Beaudesert , the best con- solation for the tears she still gives to the memory of Fitz - Clare . FASHIONABLE CONNEXIONS ; OR , THE VILLA IN CUMBERLAND . 88 TALES OF A TOURIST .
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
admiration Adolphus agreeable Amelia Anna appear attention Bear Hall beautiful Birkit blushed brother captain De Ross Celestina character Charles Southwell child daugh daughter dear dress Eliza Sanderson exclaimed eyes fashionable father favour feelings felt Fitz-Clare gentle gentleman Geraldine girl happiness hear heart honour Horatio idea interest Julia knew lady Claremont lady Louisa ladyship Lascelles length lively Lodge look lord Beaudesert lord Lulworth lord O'Melvyl lord Rothbury ma'am madame manner Mapletoft marriage ment merville mind Miss De Ross Miss Nelthorpe Miss Ravenshawe Miss Somerville Miss Southwell mother ness never niece O'Carolan observed painful passion person pington pleasure poor racter Rainsford Ravenshawe's replied resumed rienced scarcely seemed shew sion sister smile Somer soon spirits stranger sure tears tender thing thought tion Tom Birkit Tornado turn uncon voice wife wish woman words young lady
Népszerű szakaszok
17. oldal - 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 nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, • But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die...
198. oldal - There comes a token like a scorpion's sting, Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
31. oldal - ... 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...
91. oldal - From me they learned to inlay their phraseology with variegated chips of exotic metaphor : by me too their inventive faculties were called forth : — yes, sir, by me they were instructed to clothe ideal walls with gratuitous fruits — to insinuate obsequious rivulets into visionary groves — to teach courteous shrubs to nod their approbation of the grateful soil ; or on emergencies to raise upstart oaks, where 100 there never had been an acorn ; to create a delightful vicinage without the assistance...
52. oldal - Yes, weep, and however my foes may condemn, Thy tears shall efface their decree ; For Heaven can witness, though guilty to them, I have been but too faithful to thee ! With thee were the dreams of my earliest love ; Every thought of my reason was thine : In my last humble prayer to the Spirit above, Thy name shall be mingled with mine...
198. oldal - When least we deem of such, calls up to view The spectres whom no exorcism can bind, The cold — the changed — perchance the dead— -anew, The mourn'd, the loved, the lost — too many! — yet how few!
167. oldal - Since trifles make the sum of human things, And half our misery from our foibles springs; Since life's best joys consist in peace and ease, And though but few can serve, yet all may please;.
227. oldal - Wheresoe'er I turn my view, All is strange, yet nothing new: Endless labour all along, Endless labour to be wrong; Phrase that Time has flung away; Uncouth words in disarray, Trick'd in antique ruff and bonnet, Ode, and elegy, and sonnet.
198. oldal - But ever and anon of griefs subdued There comes a token like a Scorpion's sting, Scarce seen, but with fresh bitterness imbued ; And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever...
165. oldal - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...