Vassall Morton: A NovelPhillips, Sampson, 1856 - 414 Seiten |
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... called , and knew as much of ladies as of mermaids . But having an ardent tempera- ment and a Quixotic imagination ; being addicted , moreover , to Froissart and kindred writers ; and , indeed , visited with a glimmering of that antique ...
... called , and knew as much of ladies as of mermaids . But having an ardent tempera- ment and a Quixotic imagination ; being addicted , moreover , to Froissart and kindred writers ; and , indeed , visited with a glimmering of that antique ...
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... called Paddy O'Flinn , was ringing the evening prayer bell from the cupola of Harvard Hall , -its tone was dull and muffled , some graceless sophomore having lately painted it white , in- side and out , and the students were mustering ...
... called Paddy O'Flinn , was ringing the evening prayer bell from the cupola of Harvard Hall , -its tone was dull and muffled , some graceless sophomore having lately painted it white , in- side and out , and the students were mustering ...
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... called the general sense of the community , which , as he assured his auditor , demands that every one should have some fixed and stated calling , by which he may be recognized as a worthy and useful member of so- ciety . Sometimes he ...
... called the general sense of the community , which , as he assured his auditor , demands that every one should have some fixed and stated calling , by which he may be recognized as a worthy and useful member of so- ciety . Sometimes he ...
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... called forth a protest from the poet's ad- mirer . 66 " May I ask , " said Morton to his cousin , " who are your literary favorites ? " - " Not the latter - day poets the Tennysonian school ; their puling mannerism is an insult to the ...
... called forth a protest from the poet's ad- mirer . 66 " May I ask , " said Morton to his cousin , " who are your literary favorites ? " - " Not the latter - day poets the Tennysonian school ; their puling mannerism is an insult to the ...
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... called on Miss Leslie . An old woman , an ancient dependant of the family , raised , as she would have phrased it , in the backwoods of Matherton , opened the door . " Is Miss Leslie at home ? " " No ; she was took sick yesterday , very ...
... called on Miss Leslie . An old woman , an ancient dependant of the family , raised , as she would have phrased it , in the backwoods of Matherton , opened the door . " Is Miss Leslie at home ? " " No ; she was took sick yesterday , very ...
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acquaintance afternoon Ashland asked Austria Baden battle of Wagram began better Boston Buckland CHAPTER Charles Augustus Murray clouds colonel companion Cymbeline dark death door earnest Eccellenza Edith Leslie escape face fancy Fanny Euston father feel followed gave grown backward half hand head hear heard heart Henry Speyer hope Horace Vinal horse hour journey knew lady Lake of Como Le Misanthrope leave lips live Matherton mean Meredith mind Miss Euston Miss Leslie morning Morton looked Morton turned mountains nature never night once pace pale passed person Polyeucte Primrose prison replied rest returned Richards rocks rose Rosny seated seemed seen servant side smile soon speak spirit stood Stubb table d'hôte tell thing thought took trees Vassall Morton walked window wish women words young
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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 hushed in grim repose expects his evening prey.
Seite 347 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
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 389 - LEAR. Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
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 315 - 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 60 - I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That dares not put it to the touch To gain or lose it all.
Seite 62 - The morning dawned full darkly, The rain came flashing down, And the jagged streak of the levin-bolt Lit up the gloomy town: The thunder crashed across the heaven, The fatal hour was come; Yet aye broke in, with muffled beat, The 'larum of the drum.
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 more and more.
Seite 149 - Was walking on the sand. The first line that Sir Patrick read, A loud laugh laughed he; The next line that Sir Patrick read, The tear blinded his e'e. 'O wha is this has' done this deed, This ill deed done to me, To send me out this time o' the year, To sail upon the sea!