Dermot O'Brien, Or, The Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649Stringer & Townsend, 1849 - 166 pàgines |
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Pàgina 7
... once again to the fleetness of his well - tried foot . But at the very point of time when he seemed to be almost in the act of bounding over their heads , and betaking himself once again to the broad moorlands , the gallop of a horse at ...
... once again to the fleetness of his well - tried foot . But at the very point of time when he seemed to be almost in the act of bounding over their heads , and betaking himself once again to the broad moorlands , the gallop of a horse at ...
Pàgina 10
... once conjectured by the eager youth that aid was at hand , had he needed it , if the ears of his mind had not been closed by the excitement of immediate peril to be met , and the mad ardor of the chase . But , though he saw it not , a ...
... once conjectured by the eager youth that aid was at hand , had he needed it , if the ears of his mind had not been closed by the excitement of immediate peril to be met , and the mad ardor of the chase . But , though he saw it not , a ...
Pàgina 11
... once that the beast on which he was temporarily mounted was no more a soldier's charger than the wretched pad which barely covered its galled back was a soldier's demipique ; but he had a long dudgeon dag- ger thrust through his girdle ...
... once that the beast on which he was temporarily mounted was no more a soldier's charger than the wretched pad which barely covered its galled back was a soldier's demipique ; but he had a long dudgeon dag- ger thrust through his girdle ...
Pàgina 13
... once again the royal hart shook of his savage foes , and with a wild strange cry - half bray , half bellow , reared himself erect on his hind legs , rampant in glorious triumph , and tossed " his horned frontlet to the skies ...
... once again the royal hart shook of his savage foes , and with a wild strange cry - half bray , half bellow , reared himself erect on his hind legs , rampant in glorious triumph , and tossed " his horned frontlet to the skies ...
Pàgina 17
... once turned . " " I would have reward , O'Brien , since I may not have grati- tude . But , I tell thee , fair cousin ; seeing a great earl's life , such as thine , is of no small value , so do I look for no small guerdon . " " Cousin me ...
... once turned . " " I would have reward , O'Brien , since I may not have grati- tude . But , I tell thee , fair cousin ; seeing a great earl's life , such as thine , is of no small value , so do I look for no small guerdon . " " Cousin me ...
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Dermot O'brien, Or the Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649 (Classic Reprint) Henry William Herbert Previsualització no disponible - 2016 |
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ALEXANDRE DUMAS arms believe blazing blood brow Carnew Carysfort castle cavalier clang Colonel Desmond countess courser cousin crags cried Cromwell dark deep Dermot O'Brien door Dublin Earl of Thomond Eily enemy exclaimed eyes face Father Daly fear feet fell flashed Florence Desmond foot force gate-house gates girl glance grave hand Hardress head heard heart Henry Cromwell hill honor horse hounds Hugh O'Neil instant Irish iron Killahurler king kinsman lady less light lips looked lord malvoisie Murtough never night noble once Ormond passed pause priest Puritans rapparee ravine renegado replied ride rode Roundheads rushed scarce seemed seneschal Shamus shout side Slievh-Buy smile spoke spur stirrup stood strange stream sure sword tarry tell thee thou tidings Toledo blade Torlogh traitor Tredagh truth turned Ulick voice walls weapons wild words young earl
Passatges populars
Pàgina 94 - Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the death-like silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city woke.
Pàgina 95 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
Pàgina 41 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light. XV.— I WANDERED LONELY. 1804. I WANDERED lonely as a cloud...
Pàgina 137 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Pàgina 137 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb...
Pàgina 26 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep,* And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers, the donjon keep,* The loophole grates, where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
Pàgina 137 - I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread: But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow. He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind...