Dermot O'Brien, Or, The Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649Stringer & Townsend, 1849 - 166 pàgines |
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Pàgina 3
... round- headed moorland hills , spread itself out over a broader bed , flowing rapidly in bright whirls and eddies upon a bottom of glittering pebbles , with here and there a great boulder heaving its dark , mossy head above the surface ...
... round- headed moorland hills , spread itself out over a broader bed , flowing rapidly in bright whirls and eddies upon a bottom of glittering pebbles , with here and there a great boulder heaving its dark , mossy head above the surface ...
Pàgina 5
... round head , erected its ears , and listened anxiously to the blended din which still rang nearer and nearer , until the echoes of the neighboring hills began to reverberate the cry , and the coppice itself , under the verge of which it ...
... round head , erected its ears , and listened anxiously to the blended din which still rang nearer and nearer , until the echoes of the neighboring hills began to reverberate the cry , and the coppice itself , under the verge of which it ...
Pàgina 10
... round his flanks and in his rear , although they dared not yet again to tackle him . Just as they were closing in the mortal strife - for be it known that a stag at bay is no easy or contemptible antagonist , and a thrust from his ...
... round his flanks and in his rear , although they dared not yet again to tackle him . Just as they were closing in the mortal strife - for be it known that a stag at bay is no easy or contemptible antagonist , and a thrust from his ...
Pàgina 13
... round the limbs . He sprang lightly , it is true , and alighted surely ; but glass it- self , or ice , were not more slippery than the water - worn and polished pebbles on which he landed from his quick bound ; his feet flew from under ...
... round the limbs . He sprang lightly , it is true , and alighted surely ; but glass it- self , or ice , were not more slippery than the water - worn and polished pebbles on which he landed from his quick bound ; his feet flew from under ...
Pàgina 27
... round and starting muscles of his limbs shown clearly that it was the fatty portions of the human frame alone which had in him been kept down by toil and activity , while all the rest was hardened into brawn and sinew . In a word , he ...
... round and starting muscles of his limbs shown clearly that it was the fatty portions of the human frame alone which had in him been kept down by toil and activity , while all the rest was hardened into brawn and sinew . In a word , he ...
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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 |
Dermot O'brien, Or the Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649 (Classic Reprint) Henry William Herbert Previsualització no disponible - 2018 |
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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...