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Pàgina 246 - ... fainter roar ; — At length they saw, they heard, no more. There are to whom that ship was dear, For love and kindred's sake ; When these the voice of rumour hear, Their inmost heart shall quake, Shall doubt, and fear, and wish, and grieve, Believe, and long to unbelieve, But never cease to ache ; Still doomed, in sad suspense, to bear The hope that keeps alive despair.
Pàgina 231 - Still panting o'er a crowd to reign, More joy it gives to woman's breast, To make ten frigid coxcombs vain, Than one true, manly lover blest...
Pàgina 157 - And shriek as he whirls her around. While they drink out of skulls newly torn from the grave , Dancing round them pale spectres are seen: Their liquor is blood, and this horrible stave They howl:—" To the health of Alonzo the Brave, And his consort, the False Imogine !
Pàgina 107 - There is more philosophy of life to be learned at a pawnbroker's window than in all the libraries in the world. The maxims and dogmas which wise men have chronicled disturb the mind for a moment, as the breeze ruffles the surface of the deep still stream, and passes away; but there is something in the melancholy grouping of a pawnbroker's window, which, like a record of ruin, sinks into the heart. The household goods— the cherished relics— the sacred possessions affection bestowed, or eyes now...
Pàgina 108 - The associations of dear old times are here violated — the family hearth is here outraged — the ties of love — kindred — rank — all that the heart clings to are broken here ; it is a sad picture, for, in spite of the glittering show, its associations are sombre. There hangs the watch, the old chased repeater, that hung above the head of a dying parent when bestowing his trembling blessing on the poor outcast who parted with it for bread ;— the widow's...
Pàgina 145 - Shut from the common air, and common use Of their own limbs. How many drink the cup Of baleful grief, or eat the bitter bread Of misery.
Pàgina 108 - ... as it were profaned : — the associations of dear old times are here violated — the family hearth is here outraged — the ties of love — kindred — rank — all that the heart clings to are broken here ; it is a sad picture, for in spite of the glittering show, its associations are sombre.
Pàgina 109 - ... the giltframed miniature that used to hang over the quiet mantel-shelf; the flute, the favourite of a dead son, surrendered by a starving mother, to procure food for her remaining offspring ; the locket that held a father's hair ; or more gloomy still, the dress, the very covering of the poor, is there, waving like a flag of wretchedness and misery.
Pàgina 108 - ... of a dead son, surrendered by a starving mother to procure food for her remaining offspring; the locket that held a father's hair ; or, gloomier still, the dress, the very covering of the poor is there, waving like the flag of wretchedness and misery.
Pàgina 173 - Susan, Susan, lovely dear, My vows shall ever true remain; Let me kiss off that falling tear; We only part to meet again. Change as ye list, ye winds; my heart shall be The faithful compass that still points to thee.

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