The Red Fox's Son: A Romance of BharbazoniaL.C. Page, 1911 - 4 Seiten |
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The Red Fox's Son: A Romance of Bharbazonia (Classic Reprint) Edgar M. Dilley Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2017 |
The Red Fox's Son: A Romance of Bharbazonia (Classic Reprint) Edgar M. Dilley Keine Leseprobe verfügbar - 2017 |
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
automobile Bharbazonia Bizzett boar boar spear castle Cathedral chair Charles Livingston Bull church cloth coronation cried Dale dark David and Jonathan Dhalmatia door dress Duke of Mar Duke's escape eyes face father fear feel feet fell Forest of Zin Fox's Framkor Fremsted front General's girl Grand Duke Greek cross hand happy heard heart highwaymen horse hunt King knew Lassie laughed leave listened looked Marbosa never Nicholas Nick's night Nischon nobles Novgorod Palace Palmora Patriarch porte-cochère priests Prince's Princess Teskla Red Fox replied returned ride road rode sacrilege secret seemed shoulder shouted side sight sleepy brown smile soldiers Solonika sound stairs standing steps stood stopped story summer-house sure sword talk Teju Okio tell thought told Turk's Head Turks turned voice waiting walked wall watched woman words yacht young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 133 - O, that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come ! But it sufficeth, that the day will end, And then the end is known.
Seite 269 - In gaudy liveries march, and quaint attires. One laced the helm, another held the lance : A third the shining buckler did advance. The courser paw'd the ground with restless feet, And snorting foam'd, and champ'd the golden bit.
Seite 291 - I hold it true, whate'er befall; I feel it, when I sorrow most; Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.
Seite 252 - Farewell! God knows when we shall meet again. I have a faint cold fear thrills through my veins, That almost freezes up the heat of life: I'll call them back again to comfort me.
Seite 309 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!
Seite 115 - The flying rumours gather'd as they roll'd, Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told ; And all who told it added something new, And all who heard it made enlargements too ; In every ear it spread, on every tongue it grew.
Seite 176 - Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower But 'twas the first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die.