Ambition, Том 1T. Cadell, and W. Blackwood, Edinburgh, 1825 - 1077 страница |
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... object so dearly and generally be- loved would add to the happiness and vivacity of the scenery by Drinolt The pressing entreaties of his mother , the Countess of Castle Gwynne , had induced him to journey with all possible speed from ...
... object so dearly and generally be- loved would add to the happiness and vivacity of the scenery by Drinolt The pressing entreaties of his mother , the Countess of Castle Gwynne , had induced him to journey with all possible speed from ...
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... time when she gave her hand to the Earl of Castle Gwynne , her heart was in the possession of a younger and a dearer object , far more congenial to her feelings , but rather below than above her own station in life , and AMBITION . 35.
... time when she gave her hand to the Earl of Castle Gwynne , her heart was in the possession of a younger and a dearer object , far more congenial to her feelings , but rather below than above her own station in life , and AMBITION . 35.
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... , a woman of rank was Lady Gwynne - Arthur's object , no matter whether rich or not ; if her blood ' was noble the countess would look no further . 1 . 1 . T " A 1 เบ * CHAPTER III . THE CASTLE . 1 With thy 34 AMBITION .
... , a woman of rank was Lady Gwynne - Arthur's object , no matter whether rich or not ; if her blood ' was noble the countess would look no further . 1 . 1 . T " A 1 เบ * CHAPTER III . THE CASTLE . 1 With thy 34 AMBITION .
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... his own domain , which seemed to announce a welcome at his approach ; every object which now met his eye appeared to have a charm for him , for in their . وا vicinity , had hours of happiness been spent " 44 AMBITION . 36 35 * ...
... his own domain , which seemed to announce a welcome at his approach ; every object which now met his eye appeared to have a charm for him , for in their . وا vicinity , had hours of happiness been spent " 44 AMBITION . 36 35 * ...
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... objects like these one might almost fancy that the shade of the departed warrior was stalking in our path , and bending a stern eye on the insignificant pursuits which engrossed all the powerful faculties of his degenerated descendant ...
... objects like these one might almost fancy that the shade of the departed warrior was stalking in our path , and bending a stern eye on the insignificant pursuits which engrossed all the powerful faculties of his degenerated descendant ...
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acquainted agitation Allan water amiable amongst Angela Angelina Anne Anthony apartment appeared arrived Arthur asked astonishment attention baronet beautiful beheld blush bosom Cambrian Captain Glendower carriage Castle Gwynne cheek comtesse cottage countenance countess dear door drawing-room earl emotion enquired entered exclaimed Mabel eyes farewell feelings felt gazed gentlemen glance guests hand happy heart heaven honour hope hour imagine Jenkins Jones knew Lady Gwynne-Arthur Lady Williams ladyship Lairai lattyship looked Lord Gwynne-Arthur lordship Lucy lute Mabel Glendower Malaprop Manfredini ment mind minstrel Miss Glendower Miss Jones Miss Vaughan Morgan Hughes morning mother never night noble Owen Glendower passed Paul's Theatre perceived perhaps pleasure possessed Priscy replied retired scene seated seemed short sigh Sir Jacob Sir Richard Gordon smile stood stranger thing thought tion tone turned uncon Valentine village voice whilst Winny Vaughan wish woman words Yanto young Zizi
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Страница 7 - ... morning Sunk chill on my brow; It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee Who knew thee too well : Long, long shall I rue thee Too deeply to tell.
Страница 146 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the centre all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms, Than reign in this horrible place.
Страница 14 - Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes: With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise: Arise, arise.
Страница 5 - For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne, We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet, For auld lang syne! Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind ? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne ? And surely ye'll be your pint-stowp, And surely I'll be mine, And we'll tak a cup o...
Страница 195 - Hail, MEMORY, hail! in thy exhaustless mine From age to age unnumbered treasures shine ! Thought and her shadowy brood thy call obey, And Place and Time are subject to thy sway ! Thy pleasures most we feel, when most alone; The only pleasures we can call our own.
Страница 201 - Yes, Love indeed is light from heaven ; A spark of that immortal fire With angels shared, by Alia given, To lift from earth our low desire. Devotion wafts the mind above, But Heaven itself descends in love ; A feeling from the Godhead caught, To wean from self each sordid thought ; A Ray of Him who form'd the whole ; A Glory circling round the soul...
Страница 333 - I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem ; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them ; Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead. So soon may I follow, When friendships decay, And from love's shining circle The gems drop away ! When true hearts lie wither'd, And fond ones are flown, Oh ! who would inhabit This bleak world alone ? The young May moon, •
Страница 322 - It is the hour when lovers' vows Seem sweet in every whisper'd word ; And gentle winds, and waters near, Make music to the lonely ear. Each flower the dews have lightly wet, And in the sky the stars are met, And on the wave is deeper blue, And on the leaf a browner hue, And in the heaven that clear obscure, So softly dark, and darkly pure, Which follows the decline of day, As twilight melts beneath the moon away.
Страница 227 - The faery beam upon you, The stars to glister on you; A moon of light In the noon of night, Till the fire-drake hath o'ergone you! The wheel of fortune guide you, The boy with the bow beside you Run aye in the way Till the bird of day And the luckier lot betide you!
Страница 19 - WHITE as a white sail on a dusky sea, When half the horizon's clouded and half free, Fluttering between the dun wave and the sky, Is hope's last gleam in man's extremity. Her anchor parts ; but still her snowy sail Attracts our eye amidst the rudest gale : Though every wave she climbs divides us more, The heart still follows from the loneliest shore.