The Keepsake for ....

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Seite 205 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Seite 159 - Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and cry against it; for their wickedness is come up before me.
Seite 159 - So the people of Nineveh believed God, and proclaimed a fast, and put on sackcloth, from the greatest of them even to the least of them.
Seite 281 - In the course of his researches, he was induced to ascend a small and narrow path, leading to the top of a high precipice. Dangerous as it was at first, the road became doubly so as he advanced. It was not much more than two feet broad, so rugged and difficult, and at the same time so terrible, that it would have been impracticable to any but the light step and steady brain of an Highlander.
Seite 124 - No," replied the other, and reflected for a moment or two longer. At length, " Have you any keys of your own ?" said he. — " I have." " I know you have,
Seite 125 - If you are determined to destroy my character," said the witness, bursting into tears, "I cannot help •it." "No," rejoined the advocate; " I 'do not intend to destroy a character; I mean to save one — one which, before you quit the court, I shall prove to be as free from soil as the snow of the arm which is leaning upon that bar!" continued the advocate, pointing towards Therese. The trunk was here brought in. ." You know that trunk!" — " Yes." "Whose is it ?" —
Seite 214 - And on the shore he was a wanderer. There was a mass of many images Crowded like waves upon me, but he was A part of all; and in the last he lay Reposing from the noontide sultriness...
Seite 37 - Catherine, guiding her unseen through the city of the infidels. She entered a palace and beheld the miscreants rejoicing in victory; and then descending to the dungeons beneath, they groped their way through damp vaults, and low mildewed passages, to one cell, darker and more frightful than the rest. On the floor lay one with soiled and tattered garments, with unkempt locks and wild matted beard. His cheek was worn and thin ; his eyes had lost their fire ; his form was a mere skeleton ; the chains...
Seite 23 - Night," vowed herself to loneliness and weeping. Mistress of herself, she easily silenced the entreaties and remonstrances of underlings, and nursed her grief as it had been the thing she loved. Yet it was too keen, too bitter, too burning, to be a favoured guest. In fact, Constance, young, ardent, and vivacious, battled with it, struggled, and longed to cast it off; but all that was joyful in itself, or fair in outward show, only served to renew it ; and she could best support the burden of her...
Seite 87 - Deerehurste ; attended only by two esquires armed with little show of splendour; and wearing their visors half closed, rather to disguise the sinister expression of their countenances than from any apprehension of violence in so peaceable a district. — But for a rich carcanet of golden filigree, and the owch of tourmaline and pearls which habitually fastened the eagle's feathers into his velvet bonnet, not even the gossips of Tewkesbury would have recognised in this travel-stained knight — the...

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