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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Pàgina 7
... look and accent , to what was so dreadful a catastro- phe owing ? ' You shall hear , Signor . A lad of the name of Felis- co , a native of Tessino , the son of a shepherd , and one himself , was employed by a wealthy farmer , residing ...
... look and accent , to what was so dreadful a catastro- phe owing ? ' You shall hear , Signor . A lad of the name of Felis- co , a native of Tessino , the son of a shepherd , and one himself , was employed by a wealthy farmer , residing ...
Pàgina 18
... ( to use the words of a celebrated author ) we look upon the wounds of a defaced soldier with more veneration than we do upon the most exact proportions of a beautiful woman , so in all probability this 18 THE DISCARDED SON . ! ...
... ( to use the words of a celebrated author ) we look upon the wounds of a defaced soldier with more veneration than we do upon the most exact proportions of a beautiful woman , so in all probability this 18 THE DISCARDED SON . ! ...
Pàgina 22
... look that seemed to say she was doubtful at the moment of the evidence of her senses . Then , in a tremb- ling , an agitated voice .... Gracious Heavens , ' she ex- claimed , do I really behold Mr. Munro ? Has he then been as ...
... look that seemed to say she was doubtful at the moment of the evidence of her senses . Then , in a tremb- ling , an agitated voice .... Gracious Heavens , ' she ex- claimed , do I really behold Mr. Munro ? Has he then been as ...
Pàgina 24
... looks , the discontent it gave them . Yes , noble Captain , ' said the hag , replying to her master , and motioning at the ... look of gratitude to Osmond ; nor did her lovely daughter pass him without noticing him by a similar one . He ...
... looks , the discontent it gave them . Yes , noble Captain , ' said the hag , replying to her master , and motioning at the ... look of gratitude to Osmond ; nor did her lovely daughter pass him without noticing him by a similar one . He ...
Pàgina 25
... look- ing at him , and with his mouth half full , I say what are you good for ? Why , please your reverence , like my neighbours , perhaps not good for a great deal : but then ( with quick- ness ) I am willing . ' Ha .... willingness ...
... look- ing at him , and with his mouth half full , I say what are you good for ? Why , please your reverence , like my neighbours , perhaps not good for a great deal : but then ( with quick- ness ) I am willing . ' Ha .... willingness ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.