The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the Works of the Most Eminent Writers, with Many Original Pieces, Band 4Blackie & Son, 1835 |
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... arm after the stranger horseman , who was just going out of sight at the extremity of the village , completed the picture of still and quiet life which our student was now contemplating . After raising the window , and setting open the ...
... arm after the stranger horseman , who was just going out of sight at the extremity of the village , completed the picture of still and quiet life which our student was now contemplating . After raising the window , and setting open the ...
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... arms ; at the same time crying out about his crime , and babbling a sort of delirious repentance . In a moment the tempest was over - blown , and every thing hushed , as if the heavens wished to listen to his contrition . But it was no ...
... arms ; at the same time crying out about his crime , and babbling a sort of delirious repentance . In a moment the tempest was over - blown , and every thing hushed , as if the heavens wished to listen to his contrition . But it was no ...
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... arms of the youth whom he had murdered and thrown overboard , and whose corpse had been brought hither by the tides and the wandering winds . So the wicked Captain sunk for ever in the waters . " Now , Signor Romelli , " said the boy ...
... arms of the youth whom he had murdered and thrown overboard , and whose corpse had been brought hither by the tides and the wandering winds . So the wicked Captain sunk for ever in the waters . " Now , Signor Romelli , " said the boy ...
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... arms with mad violence around her neck , saluted her before the whole company . Julia disengaged herself , blushing . There was bridling on the part of the ladies ; hearty laughter and cheers from old bachelors ; and some of the young ...
... arms with mad violence around her neck , saluted her before the whole company . Julia disengaged herself , blushing . There was bridling on the part of the ladies ; hearty laughter and cheers from old bachelors ; and some of the young ...
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... arms around the neck of Frederick , kissed him with wild energy , and exclaimed , " O my own husband ! " There was a faint and fluttering sound , like the echo of her passionate exclamation , as she sunk back upon the sofa , before ...
... arms around the neck of Frederick , kissed him with wild energy , and exclaimed , " O my own husband ! " There was a faint and fluttering sound , like the echo of her passionate exclamation , as she sunk back upon the sofa , before ...
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The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the Works of ... Alexander Whitelaw Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2017 |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Antonio appeared arms Ballybeg beautiful began brother called Calton Hill Captain Cardo Charlotte Clara Clare castle countenance Cowper cried dark daughter dear death delight door dress Edinburgh eyes face fair Fanny father fear feel fire Frederick Hume gentleman girl Gorbals grave hand happy Harz hast head hear heard heart heaven Hodnet Holydean honour horse trumpet hour Juliana knew lady laugh leave light live look lord Thurlow Marli marriage Melrose Abbey mind Miss morning mother murderer never night o'er once Pisa poor returned Romelli rose round scene Scotland seemed seen silent sister smile soon soul spirit stood stranger sweet tears tell thee thing THOMAS AIRD thou thought took town turned Ursenstein village voice Waldeck walked wife wild William Cowper Wincanton window wish wonder words young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 93 - WE watched her breathing through the night, Her breathing soft and low, As in her breast the wave of life Kept heaving to and fro. So silently we seemed to speak, So slowly moved about, As we had lent her half our powers To eke her living out. Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied—- We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died. For when the morn came, dim and sad, And chill with early showers, Her quiet eyelids closed — she had Another morn than ours.
Seite 94 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers: And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.
Seite 201 - And still to love, though prest with ill, In wintry age to feel no chill, With me is to be lovely still, My Mary! But ah! by constant heed I know How oft the sadness that I show Transforms thy smiles to looks of woe, My Mary! And should my future lot be cast With much resemblance of the past, Thy worn-out heart will break at last — My Mary!
Seite 94 - To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
Seite 94 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Seite 66 - She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleamed upon my sight; A lovely Apparition sent To be a moment's ornament; Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; But all things else about her drawn From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; A dancing Shape, an Image gay, To haunt, to startle, and waylay.
Seite 66 - Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles. And now I see with eye serene The very pulse of the machine ; A Being breathing thoughtful breath, A Traveller between life and death...
Seite 200 - Twas my distress that brought thee low, My Mary! Thy needles, once a shining store, For my sake restless heretofore, Now rust disused, and shine no more; My Mary!
Seite 287 - IT was a' for our rightfu' King, We left fair Scotland's strand ; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, My dear ; We e'er saw Irish land. Now a' is done that men can do, And a...
Seite 287 - Thy numbers sweet with nature's vespers blending, With distant echo from the fold and lea, And herd-boy's evening pipe, and hum of housing bee. Yet, once again farewell, thou Minstrel Harp ! Yet, once again, forgive my feeble sway, And little reck I of the censure sharp May idly cavil at an idle lay.