The Discarded Son: Or, Haunt of the Banditti. A Tale ...Printed at the Minerva Press, for Lane, Newman, and Company, 1807 |
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... cried .... Then curse me if I sleep till I have convinced you to the con trary . There's not a hole or crevice which I will not search for him ; and when I have discovered him , I think I shall be able to make him speak the truth ...
... cried .... Then curse me if I sleep till I have convinced you to the con trary . There's not a hole or crevice which I will not search for him ; and when I have discovered him , I think I shall be able to make him speak the truth ...
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... cried Osmond , coming a little to himself , and raising his head from the shoulder of Mactalla .... no , no , ' wiping away the cold dew of sickness and dis- may from his forehead , ' tis horror at the situation of the devoted prisoners ...
... cried Osmond , coming a little to himself , and raising his head from the shoulder of Mactalla .... no , no , ' wiping away the cold dew of sickness and dis- may from his forehead , ' tis horror at the situation of the devoted prisoners ...
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... cried Mr. Raymond , after listen- ing to him with the most profound attention , but with- out once turning his face towards him ; but how ridi- culous to rail at a villain , for proving himself a villain ! " Then , in a calmer tone ...
... cried Mr. Raymond , after listen- ing to him with the most profound attention , but with- out once turning his face towards him ; but how ridi- culous to rail at a villain , for proving himself a villain ! " Then , in a calmer tone ...
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... cried he , as soon as the door opening into the suit of apartments this led to was unlocked , wait for me , my friends . I'll take care you shall not be detained long . ' He accordingly hurried forward , and was pleased to find Mr ...
... cried he , as soon as the door opening into the suit of apartments this led to was unlocked , wait for me , my friends . I'll take care you shall not be detained long . ' He accordingly hurried forward , and was pleased to find Mr ...
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... cried he , mentally , ' tis necessary this dangerous calm should be disturbed ; the waters must be troubled , lest they should stagnate and putrify . ' " Why , Signor , hollo ! again , I say , ' cried the ruffian , are the ladies ill ...
... cried he , mentally , ' tis necessary this dangerous calm should be disturbed ; the waters must be troubled , lest they should stagnate and putrify . ' " Why , Signor , hollo ! again , I say , ' cried the ruffian , are the ladies ill ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
accent Acerenza agitation agreeable apartment appeared assure astonishment au voleur banditti beheld Benedict bosom Carlo castle conduct convinced Cordelia countenance cried Mactalla cried Osmond daugh daughter dear Delacour door doubt dreadful Duke D'Amalfi Elizabeth emotion encreasing endeavoured enquired exclaimed Osmond eyes Farmer Stubbs father fear feelings Felisco gentleman give Glengary hand happiness hear heard heart Heathwood Heaven hope horses hoofs idea immediately indignation induced instant interrupted involuntarily Irish brigades Isabella Lady O'Sinister length look Lord O'Sinister Lordship manner master ment mind minutes Miss Raymond mond Montana morning Munro Naples never night O'Grady occasioned old Andrew owing pause pray present quitted recollect reflected rejoined rendered repeated Osmond replied Osmond returned Osmond rienced scarcely Signor silence smile soon suddenly sure surprise tell thing thou thought tion Tivoli tone turning Venosa voice Watkins wish
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 111 - So many hours must I tend my flock; So many hours must I take my rest; So many hours must I contemplate; So many hours must I sport myself...
Seite 109 - Swift as a shadow, short as any dream, Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth, And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Seite 111 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Seite 69 - And sing the infusive force of Spring on man ,When heaven and earth, as if contending, vie To raise his being, and serene his soul, Can he forbear to join the general smile Of Nature ? Can fierce passions vex his breast, While every gale is peace, and every grove Is melody...
Seite 111 - To kings that fear their subjects' treachery? O, yes, it doth; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys...
Seite 58 - All things to man's delightful use: the roof Of thickest covert was inwoven shade, Laurel and myrtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf: on either side Acanthus and each odorous bushy shrub Fenced up the verdant wall; each beauteous flower, Iris all hues, roses, and...
Seite 111 - ... treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Seite 111 - O God ! methinks it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point, Thereby to see the minutes how they run...
Seite 132 - When not a breath disturbs the drowsy waves : But man, the very monster of the world, Is ne'er at rest ; the soul for ever wakes.