The Borderers: A Tale, Band 2Henry Colburn and Richard Bentley, 1829 |
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... head had drop- ped upon his breast as the last notes of the conch rang among the buildings , he motioned hurriedly to Dudley to follow , and left the place . There was , in good truth , that in the se- cluded situation of the valley ...
... head had drop- ped upon his breast as the last notes of the conch rang among the buildings , he motioned hurriedly to Dudley to follow , and left the place . There was , in good truth , that in the se- cluded situation of the valley ...
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... head and that of his companion . At the next instant a flint- headed arrow quivered in the timber . " The heathen ! " shouted the borderer , re- covering all his manhood as the familiar dan- ger became apparent , and throwing back a ...
... head and that of his companion . At the next instant a flint- headed arrow quivered in the timber . " The heathen ! " shouted the borderer , re- covering all his manhood as the familiar dan- ger became apparent , and throwing back a ...
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... head ! " & Ruth again stooped , and bowing her face until the features were lost in the rich tresses of her daughter , a moment passed , during which there was an eloquent silence . When she arose , a tear glistened on the cheek of the ...
... head ! " & Ruth again stooped , and bowing her face until the features were lost in the rich tresses of her daughter , a moment passed , during which there was an eloquent silence . When she arose , a tear glistened on the cheek of the ...
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... war - paint , stood winding the silken hair of the girl in one hand , while he already held the glittering axe above a head that seemed inevitably devoted to destruction . " Mercy ! mercy ! " exclaimed Ruth , hoarse 72 THE BORDERERS .
... war - paint , stood winding the silken hair of the girl in one hand , while he already held the glittering axe above a head that seemed inevitably devoted to destruction . " Mercy ! mercy ! " exclaimed Ruth , hoarse 72 THE BORDERERS .
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... head with a finger , in a man- ner that could not be mistaken , as he uttered , steadily , but with the deep emphasis of an Indian- " The young pale - face has a scalp ! " Ruth heard no more . With instinctive rapidity , every feeling ...
... head with a finger , in a man- ner that could not be mistaken , as he uttered , steadily , but with the deep emphasis of an Indian- " The young pale - face has a scalp ! " Ruth heard no more . With instinctive rapidity , every feeling ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
alarm appeared arms arrow assailants babes block bosom brother building captive cerning cheek child colony companion conch Connecticut Colony Content countenance danger dark deep door dost duty dwelling Eben Dudley enemy Ensign Ergot Faith father fearful feeling fields fierce fire flames forest gaze girl glance hamlet hand hath heard heart heathen hope hour husband Indian instant known less light listened look loops maiden manner Mark Heathcote Martha matter ment mercy Metacom Miantonimoh mind Moloch mother musket Narragansett nature night palisadoes panion passed Pequot pile postern Puritan render returned Reuben Ring RICHARD BENTLEY roof Ruth Sachem savage scarcely scene seemed seen settlement sorrow speak stockade stood stranger suffering thee thine thou art thou hast thou knowest Thou wilt thought timbers tion tribe valley village voice warriors Whip-Poor-Will Whittal Ring whoop wigwam Winter's Tale Wish-Ton-Wish woman wood yell Yengeese young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 18 - There needs no ghost, my lord, come from the grave, To tell us this. Ham. Why, right; you are in the right ; And so, without more circumstance at all, I hold it fit, that we shake hands, and part: You, as your business, and desire, shall point you; — For every man...
Seite 179 - You have ; I knew it would be your answer. Well, for your favour, sir, why, give God thanks, and make no boast of it ; and for your writing and reading, let that appear when there is no need of such vanity.
Seite 210 - I am not prone to weeping, as our sex Commonly are ; the want of which vain dew Perchance shall dry your pities : but I have That honourable grief lodged here which burns Worse than tears drown...
Seite 126 - Live you? or are you aught That man may question? You seem to understand me, By each at once her choppy finger laying Upon her skinny lips.
Seite 242 - Sir, he hath never fed of the dainties that are bred in a book ; he hath not eat paper, as it were ; he hath not drunk ink : his intellect is not replenished ; he is only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts...
Seite 67 - Thou mild, sad mother, waning moon, Thy last, low, melancholy ray Shines towards him. — Quit him not so soon! Mother, in mercy, stay ! Despair and death are with him ; and canst thou, With that kind, earthward look, go leave him now ? O, thou wast born for things of love ; Making more lovely in thy shine Whate'er thou look'st on.