Berkeley Castle: An Historical Romance, Volum 1

Richard Bentley, 1836 - 874 pàgines

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Pàgina 227 - Oh Love ! no habitant of earth thou art — An unseen seraph, we believe in thee, — A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart...
Pàgina 104 - MY soul is dark — Oh ! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear; And let thy gentle fingers fling Its melting murmurs o'er mine ear. If in this heart a hope be dear, That sound shall charm it forth If in these eyes there lurk a tear, Twill flow, and cease to burn my brain.
Pàgina 30 - Soldier they this prisoner take, '' Of which the French Lord seemeth wondrous faine, " Thereby his safety more secure to make :
Pàgina 28 - ... should have seen above one hundred churches and oratories in the counties of Gloucester and Somerset, and in the cities of Gloucester, Bristol, and Bath (besides as many more in other counties and places, as mine acquaintance have faithfully related to me), having their coats of arms and escutcheons, yea some their pictures, set up in their windows and walls, in and before this Lord's days, and their crosses formées in their true bearings.
Pàgina 78 - FIFTEEN lovely, childish springs, Hair of gold in crisped rings, Cheek and lip with roses spread, Smile, that to the stars can lead, Grace, whose every turn can please, Virtue worthy charms like these. Breast, within whose virgin snows Lies a gentle heart that glows Midst the sparkling thoughts of youth All divine with steady truth ;* Eyes, that make a day of night ; Hands, whose touch so soft and light Hold my soul a prisoner long ; Voice...
Pàgina 79 - ... not a circumstance happened which tinged the waters of the spring with jealousy, and by that means caused them to cast off the spotless lilies that should have slumbered for a longer period on the pure and unsullied surface of the stream.
Pàgina 227 - ... earth thou art — An unseen seraph, we believe in thee, A faith whose martyrs are the broken heart, But never yet hath seen, nor e'er shall see The naked eye, thy form, as it should be ; The mind hath made thee, as it peopled heaven, Even with its own desiring phantasy, And to a thought such shape and image given, As haunts the unquench'd soul — parch'd — wearied — wrung — and riven. BYRON.
Pàgina 194 - The broad full moon held her lofty path without the smallest cloud being visible ; the vast expanse around her was studded with a million stars, and the soft airy line of the milkyway, looked but as some light and fleecy veil which the queen of night had cast aside as needless now to shield her.
Pàgina 79 - One day she had been singing to me, and I was sitting gazing at her with feelings that then were undefinable ; they were not such as a brother would have harboured in...
Pàgina 147 - ... that period. Abel was present at the siege of Hereford, AD 1645, and invented a sort of hand-mill by which the wheat could be ground into flour for the soldiers. His ingenuity obtained for him the praise of Charles I., and the honourable title of "The King's Carpenter.

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