The Bachelor's Wife: A Selection of Curious and Interesting Extracts, with Cursory ObservationsOliver & Boyd, 1824 - 444 Seiten |
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... night of Holy Thursday presented the most distress- ing scene of desolation and sorrow . That thick cloud of dust , which , rising above the ruins , darkened the sky like a fog , had settled on the ground . No shock was felt , and never ...
... night of Holy Thursday presented the most distress- ing scene of desolation and sorrow . That thick cloud of dust , which , rising above the ruins , darkened the sky like a fog , had settled on the ground . No shock was felt , and never ...
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... night I'll dew thy funeral hearse With my religious tears . O blessed father of a cursed son ! Thou diedst most happy , since thou livedst not To see thy son most wretched , and thy wife Pursued by him that seeks my guiltless blood . O ...
... night I'll dew thy funeral hearse With my religious tears . O blessed father of a cursed son ! Thou diedst most happy , since thou livedst not To see thy son most wretched , and thy wife Pursued by him that seeks my guiltless blood . O ...
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... night - crows in the air ; Green - bellied snakes , blue fire - drakes in the sky , And giddy flitter - mice with leather wings , And scaly beetles with their habergeons , That make a humming murmur as they fly . There in the stocks of ...
... night - crows in the air ; Green - bellied snakes , blue fire - drakes in the sky , And giddy flitter - mice with leather wings , And scaly beetles with their habergeons , That make a humming murmur as they fly . There in the stocks of ...
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... night long . ” CHAP . VI . STRAY ESSAYS . " WELL , my love , " said Egeria one morning to her Lord , when he returned from his customary walk , and found her engaged with a number of manuscripts before her , " I have been looking over ...
... night long . ” CHAP . VI . STRAY ESSAYS . " WELL , my love , " said Egeria one morning to her Lord , when he returned from his customary walk , and found her engaged with a number of manuscripts before her , " I have been looking over ...
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... night , " said the Bachelor , " you were speak- ing in commendation of Sidney's Arcadia ; I have since thought it somewhat remarkable , that although all scholars , well read in English authors , regard the writers of Queen Elizabeth's ...
... night , " said the Bachelor , " you were speak- ing in commendation of Sidney's Arcadia ; I have since thought it somewhat remarkable , that although all scholars , well read in English authors , regard the writers of Queen Elizabeth's ...
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Seite 85 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable, That dogs bark at me as I halt by them ; — VOL.
Seite 315 - And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures; Russet lawns, and fallows gray, Where the nibbling flocks do stray; Mountains, on whose barren breast The labouring clouds do often rest ; Meadows trim with daisies pied, Shallow brooks, and rivers wide: Towers and battlements it sees Bosom'd high in tufted trees, Where perhaps some Beauty lies, The Cynosure of neighbouring eyes.
Seite 324 - To-day, my lord of Amiens and myself Did steal behind him, as he lay along Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Upon the brook that brawls along this wood...
Seite 148 - Going to the Wars Tell me not, sweet, I am unkind, That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. 1 Imprisoned or caged. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honor more.
Seite 399 - So cruel prison how could betide, alas, As proud Windsor? where I in lust and joy, With a King's son, my childish years did pass, In greater feast than Priam's sons of Troy.
Seite 403 - He who ascends to mountain-tops, shall find The loftiest peaks most wrapt in clouds and snow ; He who surpasses or subdues mankind Must look down on the hate of those below. Though high above the sun of glory glow, And far beneath the earth and ocean spread, Round him are icy rocks, and loudly blow Contending tempests on his naked* head. And thus reward the toils which to those summits led.
Seite 149 - The joys of earth and air are thine entire, That with thy feet and wings dost hop and fly; And when thy poppy works, thou dost retire To thy carved acorn-bed to lie. Up with the day, the sun thou welcom'st then, Sport'st in the gilt plaits of his beams; And all these merry days mak'st merry men, Thyself, and melancholy streams.
Seite 400 - Wherewith, alas ! reviveth in my breast The sweet accord, such sleeps as yet delight ; The pleasant dreams, the quiet bed of rest ; The secret thoughts, imparted with such trust ; The wanton talk, the divers change of play ; The friendship sworn, each promise kept so just, Wherewith we past the winter night away.
Seite 85 - Why, I, in this weak piping time of peace, Have no delight to pass away the time, Unless to spy my shadow in the sun And descant on mine own deformity: And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover, To entertain these fair well-spoken days, I am determined to prove a villain And hate the idle pleasures of these days.
Seite 404 - ON Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming ! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance bring Of what thy gentle people did befall ; Yet thou wert once the loveliest land of all That see the Atlantic wave their morn restore. Sweet land ! may I thy lost delights recall, And paint thy Gertrude in her bowers of yore, Whose beauty was the love of Pennsylvania's shore...