Bracebridge Hall: Or, the HumoristsJ. Murray, 1845 - 375 Seiten |
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... felt enthusiasm with which I have contemplated a vast monastic ruin , like Tintern Abbey , buried in the bosom of a quiet valley , and shut up from the world , as though it had existed merely for itself ; or a warrior pile , like Conway ...
... felt enthusiasm with which I have contemplated a vast monastic ruin , like Tintern Abbey , buried in the bosom of a quiet valley , and shut up from the world , as though it had existed merely for itself ; or a warrior pile , like Conway ...
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... one family ; by each individual of which he lived respected , and died lamented by the sole survivor . " Few monuments , even of the illustrious , have given me the glow about the heart that I felt while copying this FAMILY SERVANTS .
... one family ; by each individual of which he lived respected , and died lamented by the sole survivor . " Few monuments , even of the illustrious , have given me the glow about the heart that I felt while copying this FAMILY SERVANTS .
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Or, the Humorists Washington Irving. glow about the heart that I felt while copying this honest epi- taph in the churchyard of Eltham . I sympathized with this " sole survivor " of a family mourning over the grave of the faithful ...
Or, the Humorists Washington Irving. glow about the heart that I felt while copying this honest epi- taph in the churchyard of Eltham . I sympathized with this " sole survivor " of a family mourning over the grave of the faithful ...
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... felt a sadness of heart at the idea , that this was an emblem of her lot : a few more years of sunshine and shade , and all this life , and loveliness , and enjoyment , will have ceased , and nothing be left to commemorate this ...
... felt a sadness of heart at the idea , that this was an emblem of her lot : a few more years of sunshine and shade , and all this life , and loveliness , and enjoyment , will have ceased , and nothing be left to commemorate this ...
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... by Evelyn . I recollect , also , hearing a traveller , of poetical temperament , ex- pressing the kind of horror which he felt on beholding , on the banks of the Missouri , an oak of prodigious size 70 FOREST TREES .
... by Evelyn . I recollect , also , hearing a traveller , of poetical temperament , ex- pressing the kind of horror which he felt on beholding , on the banks of the Missouri , an oak of prodigious size 70 FOREST TREES .
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Abencerrages alchymist ancient Annette Antonio appeared auto-da-fé beauty bosom Bracebridge brought chamber charm curious dame dance delight doctor Dolph Don Ambrosio door dream Dutch endeavoured English eyes fair Julia falconry fancy father favour favourite feel fond friends gipsy girl Grenada Hall hand Haunted House hawk head heard heart Heer Antony Heyliger Honfleur horse housekeeper humour Inez kind Lady Lillycraft listened lived look lover Lower Normandy mansion Master Simon May-pole mind Moorish morning mother neighbourhood neighbouring never night old Christy old English once parson passed Pays d'Auge Peter de Groodt Phoebe Pietro D'Abano poor racter Ready Money Jack recollection round scene secret seemed seen Slingsby sloop smile song sound of music spirits squire squire's story talk tender thing thought Tibbets tion took tower trees turned village wandering whole window worthy young
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Seite 17 - Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Seite 190 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Seite 210 - The live-long night : nor these alone, whose notes, Nice-fingered art must emulate in vain, But cawing rooks, and kites that swim sublime In still repeated circles, screaming loud, The jay, the pie, and e'en the boding owl, That hails the rising moon, have charms for me.
Seite 255 - Tells how the drudging goblin sweat To earn his cream-bowl duly set, When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail...
Seite 27 - Why, soldiers, why Should we be melancholy, boys, Why, soldiers, why ? Whose business 'tis to die...
Seite 178 - SONG. Go, lovely Rose, Tell her that wastes her time and me, That now she knows When I resemble her to thee How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young, And shuns to have her graces spied, That had'st thou sprung In deserts where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired ; Bid her...
Seite 54 - ... obstreperous to chamber-maids. He could not be a young gentleman; for young gentlemen are not apt to inspire such indignation. He must be a middle-aged man, and confounded ugly into the bargain, or the girl would not have taken the matter in such terrible dudgeon. I confess I was sorely puzzled. In a few minutes I heard the voice of my landlady. I caught a glance of her as she came tramping up stairs; her face glowing, her cap flaring, her tongue wagging the whole way.
Seite 49 - The rain pattered against the casements ; the bells tolled for church with melancholy sound. I went to the windows in quest of something to amuse the eye ; but it seemed as if I had been placed completely out of the reach of all amusement! The windows of my bed-room looked out among tiled roofs and stacks of chimneys, while those of my sittingroom commanded a full view of the stable-yard.
Seite 75 - ... held by jesses on her delicate hand. It was thought in those excellent days, according to an old writer, ' quite sufficient for noblemen to winde their horn, and to carry their hawke fair ; and leave study and learning to the children of mean people.
Seite 255 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn, That ten day-labourers could not end ; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength ; And, crop-full, out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.