Bracebridge Hall; Or, The Humorists, Band 2J. Murray, 1822 - 404 Seiten |
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... morning or two since , reading , when some one tapped at the door , and Master Simon entered . He had an unusually fresh appearance ; he had put on a bright green riding - coat , with a bunch of violets in the button - hole , and had ...
... morning or two since , reading , when some one tapped at the door , and Master Simon entered . He had an unusually fresh appearance ; he had put on a bright green riding - coat , with a bunch of violets in the button - hole , and had ...
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... morning of that soft vernal temperature , that seems to thaw all the frost out of one's blood , and to set all nature in a ferment . The very fishes felt its influence ; the cautious trout ventured out of his dark hole to seek his mate ...
... morning of that soft vernal temperature , that seems to thaw all the frost out of one's blood , and to set all nature in a ferment . The very fishes felt its influence ; the cautious trout ventured out of his dark hole to seek his mate ...
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... morning in the country ; or on a winter evening , when seated in his solitary chamber , stirring up the fire and talking of matrimony . The moment that Master Simon had gone through his confession , and , to use the common phrase ...
... morning in the country ; or on a winter evening , when seated in his solitary chamber , stirring up the fire and talking of matrimony . The moment that Master Simon had gone through his confession , and , to use the common phrase ...
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... morning by the mischief he has done . He reminds me of that fearful personage in the nursery rhyme : Who goes round the house at night ? None but bloody Tom ! Who steals all the sheep at night ? None but one by one ! In short , Star ...
... morning by the mischief he has done . He reminds me of that fearful personage in the nursery rhyme : Who goes round the house at night ? None but bloody Tom ! Who steals all the sheep at night ? None but one by one ! In short , Star ...
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... morning of the kind in company with the squire in one of the finest parts of the park . We were skirting a beau- tiful grove , and he was giving me a kind of biographical account of several of his favourite forest trees , when we heard ...
... morning of the kind in company with the squire in one of the finest parts of the park . We were skirting a beau- tiful grove , and he was giving me a kind of biographical account of several of his favourite forest trees , when we heard ...
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ancient Annette Anthony's nose Antony Vander Heyden beautiful bosom brought chapel cheerful crew dame dance delight doctor Dolph Heyliger door dream Dutch endeavoured English Eugene fancy father favour fearful feelings fond friends gazed gipsy girl goblin gossiping green Hall hand Haunted House head heard heart Heer Antony Honfleur honour household housekeeper humour kind Lady Lillycraft listened looked lover Lower Normandy mansion Master Simon May-day May-pole ment mind morning mother neighbourhood neighbouring never night old Christy passed Pays d'Auge Peter de Groodt Phoebe Wilkins Pont L'Eveque poor racter Ready Money Jack recollect river ROGER ASCHAM rookery rooks round sail scene seemed seen ship sight Slingsby sloop spirit squire squire's stood story strange tale talk thing thought Tibbets tion took town trees turned village voyage wedding whole window worthy young
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Seite 178 - FAREWELL, rewards and fairies, Good housewives now may say, For now foul sluts in dairies Do fare as well as they ; And though they sweep their hearths no less Than maids were wont to do, Yet who of late for cleanliness Finds sixpence in her shoe ? Lament, lament old abbeys, The fairies lost command, They did but change priests...
Seite 43 - 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 184 - 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.
Seite 191 - I leap out laughing, ho, ho, ho! By wells and rills, in meadows green, We nightly dance our heyday guise; And to our fairy king and queen We chant our moonlight minstrelsies.
Seite 84 - 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 297 - Bull-hill seemed to bellow back the storm. For a time the scudding rack and mist, and the sheeted rain, almost hid the landscape^ from the sight. There was a fearful gloom, illumined still more fearfully by the streams of lightning which glittered among the rain-drops.
Seite 17 - Go, lovely rose, tell her that wastes her time and me ;" and then, leaning against the window, and looking upon the landscape, he uttered a very audible sigh. As I had not been accustomed to see Master Simon in a pensive mood, I thought there might be some vexation preying on his mind, and...
Seite 50 - Proissart: the May-pole on the margin of that poetic stream completed the illusion. My fancy adorned it with wreaths of flowers, and peopled the green bank with all the dancing revelry of May-day. The mere sight of this May-pole gave a glow to my feelings, and spread a charm over the country for the rest of the day; and as I traversed a part of the fair plains of Cheshire and the beautiful borders of Wales, and looked from among swelling hills down a long green valley, through which the Deva wound...
Seite 45 - Happy the age, and harmlesse were the dayes, (For then true love and amity was found) When every village did a May-pole raise, And Whitson-ales and May-games did abound: And all the lusty yonkers in a rout, With merry lasses daunc'd the rod about, Then friendship to their banquets bid the guests, And poore men far'd the better for their feasts.
Seite 296 - Nose, with a solitary eagle wheeling about it; while beyond, mountain succeeded to mountain, until they seemed to lock their arms together, and confine this mighty river in their embraces. There was a feeling of quiet luxury in gazing at the broad, green bosoms, here and there scooped out among the precipices, or at woodlands high in air, nodding over the edge of some beetling bluff, and their foliage all transparent in the yellow sunshine.