The nocturnal minstrel; or, The spirit of the wood, Band 21810 |
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... figure de- scribed , which had rendered him some- what doubtful of its appearance ; but that he had heard sounds , for which he was not yet fully able to account ; and had there- fore resolved to continue the watch till he should be ...
... figure de- scribed , which had rendered him some- what doubtful of its appearance ; but that he had heard sounds , for which he was not yet fully able to account ; and had there- fore resolved to continue the watch till he should be ...
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... figures upon the arras , as well as of the carvings of the old black wainscot , which covered one . part of the room . At some distance , by the side of the bed , stood a large old chair , covered , like the rest of the furni- ture ...
... figures upon the arras , as well as of the carvings of the old black wainscot , which covered one . part of the room . At some distance , by the side of the bed , stood a large old chair , covered , like the rest of the furni- ture ...
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... figure that had been described to him standing opposite to " the chair , clad in complete armour , with its visor down , and holding in its hand a large truncheon , which it thrice waved , as if in signal for the Earl to arise . Ormond ...
... figure that had been described to him standing opposite to " the chair , clad in complete armour , with its visor down , and holding in its hand a large truncheon , which it thrice waved , as if in signal for the Earl to arise . Ormond ...
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... figure spoke not , neither did it re- cede ; the Earl raised his sword , aud . aimed a blow , but as he attempted to . strike at it , the blade of the weapon , as if touched by some supernatural hand , shivered and flew to pieces ; the ...
... figure spoke not , neither did it re- cede ; the Earl raised his sword , aud . aimed a blow , but as he attempted to . strike at it , the blade of the weapon , as if touched by some supernatural hand , shivered and flew to pieces ; the ...
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... figure , gently beckon- ing , moved slowly toward the extreme part of the wainscot , next the arras , and not toward the door , which seemed won- derful to the Earl ; nor could he conjec- ture how he could follow where there was no ...
... figure , gently beckon- ing , moved slowly toward the extreme part of the wainscot , next the arras , and not toward the door , which seemed won- derful to the Earl ; nor could he conjec- ture how he could follow where there was no ...
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adventure alarmed apartment apparition appeared armour arms arras astrology attainder attend awful Baron and Baroness Baron Fitzwalter behold beloved burial vault castle chamber CHAP chapel conceal Conjuror courage cried Peter cried the Baroness dare dead death desired discover door Earl of Ormond Earl Ormond Earl's Edgar enquiries entered Ethelind exclaimed extraordinary Father Osborne fear Fitzwalter friar Gertrude ghost hand happiness hast thou hath haunted heard heart Heaven hither holy honour hope horrors hour impostor knight Lady Ladyship's lamp Lord magician marriage ment minstrel Motley mourn mysterious nald ness never night's watch noble pannel pardon phantom present received repose seemed seneschal shew Sicilian Sir Regi Sir Reginald Harc solemn soon sorrow sounds spectre spirit steps steward Straits of Messina stranger sumed supernatural tears terror thee thou hast thought tion trembling tremely vault wainscot walls Winifred wish
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 113 - From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Seite 113 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand...
Seite 50 - A palmer's amice wrapped him round, With a wrought Spanish baldric bound, Like a pilgrim from beyond the sea: His left hand held his Book of Might, A silver cross was in his right; The lamp was placed beside his knee.
Seite 135 - To man below, beneath the heav'n ; It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes soon as granted die ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead deaiie it doth not die.