The nocturnal minstrel; or, The spirit of the wood, Band 21810 |
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... proved , so hazardous ; and if , on due consideration , she could ever be- brought to listen to his request , she must first take such measures for his safety , which would exempt her , whatever might be the issue , from all grounds for ...
... proved , so hazardous ; and if , on due consideration , she could ever be- brought to listen to his request , she must first take such measures for his safety , which would exempt her , whatever might be the issue , from all grounds for ...
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... prove to be ? and as to his laying the spirit- 66 99 Well , Motley , " said the Baroness to the clown , who entered , " what news hast thou brought ? " " Rare news - rare news , Lady ! " cried the clown , jumping and skipping about ...
... prove to be ? and as to his laying the spirit- 66 99 Well , Motley , " said the Baroness to the clown , who entered , " what news hast thou brought ? " " Rare news - rare news , Lady ! " cried the clown , jumping and skipping about ...
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... prove to be something worse ; if he should prove to have dealings where he should not have ; and if he has not , how can he know more than other people ? " " Tell Father Osborne , " cried the Baro- ness , " to come hither immediately ...
... prove to be something worse ; if he should prove to have dealings where he should not have ; and if he has not , how can he know more than other people ? " " Tell Father Osborne , " cried the Baro- ness , " to come hither immediately ...
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... My friend the Sicilian , myself , with two others , alone escaped ; but we both lost nearly our all . My companion now proved indeed my friend , for for by his skill in music he earned enougli to 120 THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL .
... My friend the Sicilian , myself , with two others , alone escaped ; but we both lost nearly our all . My companion now proved indeed my friend , for for by his skill in music he earned enougli to 120 THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL .
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... proving him a traitor , base and vile . Pe not offended that I offer myself the avenger of wrong in this manner , to decide by lawful combat the justness of my cause , by the extent of his villany . villany . May Heaven have you , and ...
... proving him a traitor , base and vile . Pe not offended that I offer myself the avenger of wrong in this manner , to decide by lawful combat the justness of my cause , by the extent of his villany . villany . May Heaven have you , and ...
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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
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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.