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The Mysteries of St. Clair; Or, Mariette Mouline ...
Catherine George Ward
Visualização completa - 1824
Adelaide Albino answered appearance approach arms attend Augustina battle bear beauty behold Benvolio Bibbo Bohemian brave breath called camp Cardinal castle of St cause Clair command concealed cried danger daughter death doth duty enter exclaimed eyes fair faithful fate father fear feelings Ferdinand follow gallant gentle give hand happiness hast hath head heard heart heaven holy honour hour human immediately Julian kind Lady Margaret leave light live look lord Macgreggor maid Mariette master means meet mighty mind moment mortal mother Mouline nature never night once passed peace perilous plains poor possessed present replied sigh Sir Orville Sir Orville Faulkner Sir Walter sister smiling soldier soul suffer sword tears tell thee thou thought uttered virtue voice Walter De Ruthen wish woman young youth Zosinski
Página 240 - buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the perfum'd chambers of the great, Under the canopies of costly state, And lull'd with sounds of sweetest melody ? O, thou dull god! why liest thou with the vile, In loathsome beds, and leavest the kingly couch A watch-case, or a common
Página 400 - in the Tempest, out of the mouth of his pretty Ariel, when he says, •' Where the bee sucks, there lurk I In a cowslip's bell I lie; There I couch when owls do cry. On a
Página 240 - no more wilt weigh my eyelids down, And steep my senses in forgetfulness ? Why rather, sleep, Host thou in smoky cribs, Upon uneasy pallets stretching thee, And hush'd by buzzing night-flies to thy slumber, Than in the
Página 169 - Truth is a plain spoken gentleman, who will never be cheated, and they are fools only who imagine that he will ever submit to wear a mask, whose honest features want no concealment." CHAPTER VIII. « Know ye the land, where the cypress and myrtle, Are emblems of deeds that are done iu their clime,? Where the rage of the
Página 116 - are scattered in fight. They rally, they bleed, for their kingdom and crown : Woe! woe! to the riders that trample them down! Proud Cumberland prances, insulting the slain . And their hoof-beaten bosoms are trod to the plain. But hark! through the fast flashing lightning of war, What
Página 192 - I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword,— Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly drest ; Fresh as a bridegroom, and his chin, new reaped, Shewed like a stubble-land at
Página 254 - of the frippery and finery which they substitute for simplicity, and sometimes decency ; unconscious that it is the sweetest charm that can adorn their persons, and that beauty " wants not the foreign aid of ornament, but is, when unadorned, adorned the most." " Yes,
Página 25 - Princes and Lord* may flourish or may fade; A breath can make them, as a breath has made. But a bold peasantry, their country's pride, When