The Wanderings of a Goldfinch; Or, Characteristic Sketches in the Nineteenth CenturyW. Clowes, 1816 - 355 Seiten |
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Mary Anne McMullan. Ah , knowst thou , Zephyr , I am soon to roam , Far , far away , to seek another home ? No list❜ning ear will wait thy accents then , Nor seek the Æolian crevice in this glen : Such magic sounds have charms but for ...
Mary Anne McMullan. Ah , knowst thou , Zephyr , I am soon to roam , Far , far away , to seek another home ? No list❜ning ear will wait thy accents then , Nor seek the Æolian crevice in this glen : Such magic sounds have charms but for ...
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... felt Affliction's dart , Canst thou resist this orphan's look , " One writ in sour Misfortune's book " . Sure mild benevolence is thine , As grief and penury are mine ; And though it bring the pearly tear , Kind stranger CHAPTER XXII. ...
... felt Affliction's dart , Canst thou resist this orphan's look , " One writ in sour Misfortune's book " . Sure mild benevolence is thine , As grief and penury are mine ; And though it bring the pearly tear , Kind stranger CHAPTER XXII. ...
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... thou art not killed . " These accents of mercy were not uttered without sincerity ; the " birdie " was taken up , with the humble implements that had occasioned his dis- aster , and carried to a cotter's abode . " Shew kindness to the ...
... thou art not killed . " These accents of mercy were not uttered without sincerity ; the " birdie " was taken up , with the humble implements that had occasioned his dis- aster , and carried to a cotter's abode . " Shew kindness to the ...
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... to release with- out ransom . Come , little captive ! smooth thy wing , And wait the sweet return of spring ! I'll then thy liberty restore , Ah ! do not now its loss deplore . On soft compassion thou hast claim , Thus rescued from 174.
... to release with- out ransom . Come , little captive ! smooth thy wing , And wait the sweet return of spring ! I'll then thy liberty restore , Ah ! do not now its loss deplore . On soft compassion thou hast claim , Thus rescued from 174.
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... thou hast a faithful mate , She'll hear that note with breast elate ; And on love's swiftest pinion fly , To bless thy watching , anxious eye ! Fear not , should such a guest intrude To bring thee joy in solitude , That such kind ...
... thou hast a faithful mate , She'll hear that note with breast elate ; And on love's swiftest pinion fly , To bless thy watching , anxious eye ! Fear not , should such a guest intrude To bring thee joy in solitude , That such kind ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
abode Admiral adorned affectionate amusement appeared aviary beauty benevolence bird bless bliss breathed cage CHAPTER Charles charms cheering Clovis command companion consolation conversation cottage daughter dear dear boy delighted desire display distress Doctor Berkshire duty elegant Elfin Emma England enjoyment Esquire Evyson fancy father favourite feelings female flight former friends gentleman Goldfinch gratification Greenlaw grove happy Harriet heard heart honour hope human humble Inverness Jacobus Juliette kindness Kirk-hill Lady Augusta Lady Tinkler ladyship learnt look Lord ment mercy mind misanthropy Miss Benbow morning mother nature never observe peace Petrarch pleasure poor Potiphar Prebend present recollection rectory regret rejoice replied residence rest restored Robina sailor Sassenach scene Scotland shew Shropshire sigh Sir Annandale Sir Paragon sister smile solicit solitary song soon species strain stranger sweet tear thee thou thought tion tivated voice Weymouth window wing wish young youthful
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 120 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide: To lose good days, that might be better spent; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow; To feed on hope, to pine with fear and sorrow; To have thy prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Seite 316 - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel : They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night...
Seite 349 - With aching temples on thy hand reclined, Muse on the last farewell I leave behind, Breathe a deep sigh to winds that murmur low, And think on all my love, and all my woe...
Seite 282 - Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night ; Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, Her clouds and her tears are worth evening's best light.
Seite 348 - Mark me, Wilford. I know the value of the orphan's tear, The poor man's prayer, respect from the respected ; I feel, to merit these, and to obtain them, Is to taste here below, that thrilling cordial, Which the remunerating angel draws From the eternal fountain of delight, To pour on blessed souls that enter heaven. I feel this — I ! How must my nature, then, Revolt at him who seeks to stain his hand In human blood ? And yet, it seems, this day I sought your life.
Seite 42 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray ; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Seite 122 - It is not (replied our philosopher) because they treat, as you call it, about love, but because they treat of nothing, that they are despicable : we must not ridicule a passion which he who never felt never was happy, and he who laughs at never deserves to feel — a passion which has caused the change of empires, and the loss of worlds — a passion which has inspired heroism and subdued avarice.
Seite 118 - But, in short, Sir,' continued he, — ' I speak to you because you look like one that can understand me — there is nothing about a woman's person merely, were she formed like the Venus de Medicis, that can constitute a fine woman.
Seite 32 - Big — bright — and fast, unknown to her they fell ; But still her lips refused to send — " Farewell !" For in that word — that fatal word — howe'er We promise — hope — believe — there breathes despair.
Seite 159 - Through mere good fortune, took a different course. The flock grew calm again, and I, the road Following, that led me to my own abode, Much...