Vassall Morton: A NovelPhillips, Sampson, 1856 - 414 Seiten |
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... Euston . " ' O , yes , she is my third , fourth , or fifth cousin , or some- thing of that sort ; but I have not seen her since she was ten years old . She was a great romp , then , and very plain . " " That last failing is cured . She ...
... Euston . " ' O , yes , she is my third , fourth , or fifth cousin , or some- thing of that sort ; but I have not seen her since she was ten years old . She was a great romp , then , and very plain . " " That last failing is cured . She ...
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... Euston , a guest , for a few days , at a friend's house in town . By good fortune , as he thought it , he found her alone ; and , as he conversed with her , he employed himself — after a practice usual with him in studying her character ...
... Euston , a guest , for a few days , at a friend's house in town . By good fortune , as he thought it , he found her alone ; and , as he conversed with her , he employed himself — after a practice usual with him in studying her character ...
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... Euston , " I should find no patience to see it in a man who could put upon paper such parrot rhymes as these : ' Not a whit of thy tuwhoo , Thee to woo to thy tuwhit , Thee to woo to thy tuwhit , With a lengthened loud halloo , Tuwhoo ...
... Euston , " I should find no patience to see it in a man who could put upon paper such parrot rhymes as these : ' Not a whit of thy tuwhoo , Thee to woo to thy tuwhit , Thee to woo to thy tuwhit , With a lengthened loud halloo , Tuwhoo ...
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... Euston ; but his slumbers were unromantically dream- less . Three days later , he ventured another visit ; but his cousin had returned to her home in the country . By this time he was conscious of a great abatement of ardor ; and his ...
... Euston ; but his slumbers were unromantically dream- less . Three days later , he ventured another visit ; but his cousin had returned to her home in the country . By this time he was conscious of a great abatement of ardor ; and his ...
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... Euston . " " Do you mean that she is here ? 22 " She was here , in that room adjoining . But she has gone ; you'll see nothing of her to - night . " “ Will not her being here induce you to stay ? " The question , as he spoke it , had a ...
... Euston . " " Do you mean that she is here ? 22 " She was here , in that room adjoining . But she has gone ; you'll see nothing of her to - night . " “ Will not her being here induce you to stay ? " The question , as he spoke it , had a ...
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Seite 135 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Seite 349 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
Seite 317 - We twain have met like ships upon the sea, Who hold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet ; • One little hour ! and then, away they speed On lonely paths, through mist, and cloud, and foam, To meet no more.
Seite 367 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Seite 62 - But when he came, though pale and wan, He looked so great and high, So noble was his manly front, So calm his steadfast eye ; — The rabble rout forbore to shout, And each man held his breath, For well they knew the hero's soul Was face to face with death.
Seite 22 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Seite 60 - I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone, My thoughts shall evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That puts it not unto the touch, To win or lose it all.
Seite 393 - Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Seite 62 - God ! that ghastly gibbet ! how dismal 'tis to see The great, tall, spectral skeleton, the ladder and the tree ! Hark ! hark ! it is the clash of arms, the bells begin to toll — He is coming ! he is coming ! God's mercy on his soul...
Seite 61 - I'll serve thee in such noble ways Was never heard before ; I'll crown and deck thee all with bays, And love thee evermore.