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
... morning , ere yet the mists and exhalations of early day had disappeared , Osmond , hav- ing previously the preceding night taken a most affec- tionate leave of his noble and generous friends , quitted their hospitable mansion on ...
... morning , ere yet the mists and exhalations of early day had disappeared , Osmond , hav- ing previously the preceding night taken a most affec- tionate leave of his noble and generous friends , quitted their hospitable mansion on ...
Pàgina 1
... morning , and resounding with the warblings of innu- merable birds .... Delightful shades ! " he involuntarily and mentally exclaimed , his heart swelling with grati- tude and tenderness at the recollections they revived , • ever may ...
... morning , and resounding with the warblings of innu- merable birds .... Delightful shades ! " he involuntarily and mentally exclaimed , his heart swelling with grati- tude and tenderness at the recollections they revived , • ever may ...
Pàgina 2
... morning , ere yet the mists and exhalations of early day had disappeared , Osmond , hav- ing previously the preceding night taken a most affec- tionate leave of his noble and generous friends , quitted their hospitable mansion on ...
... morning , ere yet the mists and exhalations of early day had disappeared , Osmond , hav- ing previously the preceding night taken a most affec- tionate leave of his noble and generous friends , quitted their hospitable mansion on ...
Pàgina 3
... morning , and resounding with the warblings of innu- merable birds .... Delightful shades ! ' he involuntarily and mentally exclaimed , his heart swelling with grati- tude and tenderness at the recollections they revived , ever may you ...
... morning , and resounding with the warblings of innu- merable birds .... Delightful shades ! ' he involuntarily and mentally exclaimed , his heart swelling with grati- tude and tenderness at the recollections they revived , ever may you ...
Pàgina 7
... morning proved they were not mistaken ; for the first news they heard on rising was , that all the inhabitants of Tessino had been murdered the preceding night ; and doubtless both they and their attendants would also have been ...
... morning proved they were not mistaken ; for the first news they heard on rising was , that all the inhabitants of Tessino had been murdered the preceding night ; and doubtless both they and their attendants would also have been ...
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The Discarded Son; Or, Haunt of the Banditti: A Tale, Volum 2 Regina Maria Roche Visualització completa - 1825 |
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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.