The Parterre of fiction, poetry, history [&c.]., Band 21835 |
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... speak a word for me , in case the keeper of my master's captives should have perceived my absence : he is a Corsican renegado , and not very tender- hearted . " Here their conversation ended , and they approached the encampment ...
... speak a word for me , in case the keeper of my master's captives should have perceived my absence : he is a Corsican renegado , and not very tender- hearted . " Here their conversation ended , and they approached the encampment ...
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... speak , in many voices , of the past as well as the present - of their remoter affinities as well as of their nearer relations . A field of the best , as well as most entertaining instruction , would thus be found within the circuit of ...
... speak , in many voices , of the past as well as the present - of their remoter affinities as well as of their nearer relations . A field of the best , as well as most entertaining instruction , would thus be found within the circuit of ...
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... speak of the minor afflictions of school boys , such as learning to eat but- ter scrapings with a relish , spread upon a farinaceous curricomb ; having one's features re - modelled every Saturday night , by the application of extra ...
... speak of the minor afflictions of school boys , such as learning to eat but- ter scrapings with a relish , spread upon a farinaceous curricomb ; having one's features re - modelled every Saturday night , by the application of extra ...
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... speak of that Leonisa , and of the manner in which she and Ricardo were carried off ? " " Yes , " replied Mahomet , " he men- tioned her , and he asked me if a Chris- " Thanks , blue - eyed angel , with black 24 THE PARTERRE .
... speak of that Leonisa , and of the manner in which she and Ricardo were carried off ? " " Yes , " replied Mahomet , " he men- tioned her , and he asked me if a Chris- " Thanks , blue - eyed angel , with black 24 THE PARTERRE .
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... ancient walls , gates , and towers , looking to the surrounding hills over a wide expanse of pasture , wood , and marsh , the inner verge of which , all around , was so near , comparatively speaking , as 30 THE PARTERRE . 30.
... ancient walls , gates , and towers , looking to the surrounding hills over a wide expanse of pasture , wood , and marsh , the inner verge of which , all around , was so near , comparatively speaking , as 30 THE PARTERRE . 30.
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
alguazil Ali Pacha answered appeared arms arrived asked beautiful beheld Bolton castle cadi called captive Christian colours cried death Don Juan Don Rafael Donatello door dress entered exclaimed eyes face father favour fear feel fire Floralice galiot gave gentleman give Halima hand happy hast head heard heart heaven Hercey honour horse hour Isabella John Atherton king knew lady length Leocadia Leonisa look Lord Lord Lovel Luke Mahomet Marco Antonio Martainville master ment morning never Nicosia night once Pacha parents Parterre passed passion Pierrette Polydore poor present queen renegado replied Ricardo Rome round Salamanca seemed seen shew side soon Spain Spanish stood tell Teodosia thee thing thou thought tion told took Trapani Turks turned Vallière vessel voice Wall of Serpents whole wish words young youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 65 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray ; What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away ? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Seite 158 - My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red than her lips' red; If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound: 10 I grant I never saw a goddess go; My mistress, when she walks,...
Seite 42 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Seite 390 - He appears, by his modest and unaffected narration, to have described things as he saw them, to have copied nature from the life, and to have consulted his senses, not his imagination. He meets with no basilisks that destroy with their eyes; his crocodiles devour their prey without tears; and his cataracts fall from the rock without deafening the neighbouring inhabitants.
Seite 56 - ... the King sitting and toying with his concubines, Portsmouth, Cleveland, and Mazarine, &c., a French boy singing love-songs,* in that glorious gallery, whilst about twenty of the great courtiers and other dissolute persons were at Basset round a large table, a bank of at least 2000 in gold before them ; upon which two gentlemen who were with me made reflections with astonishment. Six days after was all in the dust...
Seite 12 - And rapt Urania sings to thee. Oh, let me pierce thy secret cell, And in thy deep recesses dwell ! Perhaps from Norwood's oak-clad hill, When Meditation has her fill, I just may cast my careless eyes Where London's spiry turrets rise, Think of its crimes, its cares, its pain, Then shield me in the woods again.
Seite 56 - I can never forget the inexpressible luxury and profaneness, gaming, and all dissoluteness, and as it were total forgetfulness of God, (it being Sunday evening,) which this day se'nnight I was witness of, the King sitting and toying with his concubines, Portsmouth, Cleveland...
Seite 200 - ... coursing along the sands ; trains of ducks streaming over the surface ; silent and watchful cranes, intent and wading ; clamorous crows, and all the winged multitudes that subsist by the bounty of this vast liquid magazine of nature. " High over all these hovers one, whose action instantly arrests his attention.