Ambition, Том 1T. Cadell, and W. Blackwood, Edinburgh, 1825 - 1077 страница |
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... pleasure with ' em ; there is a nice liddle bet - room to you , so clane and so comfortable it is ; and since I bin in Loondon I ha ' bot a new bet - stick , and a garbed to the liddle parlour ; and my brother - in - lo , Billy Rees o ...
... pleasure with ' em ; there is a nice liddle bet - room to you , so clane and so comfortable it is ; and since I bin in Loondon I ha ' bot a new bet - stick , and a garbed to the liddle parlour ; and my brother - in - lo , Billy Rees o ...
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... pleasure , may create for a moment , at least , a dubious feeling between happiness and sorrow ; and it is little wonder , if the emotion which glows in the bosom , should speak also in the countenance . 1 153 The earl did not wish this ...
... pleasure , may create for a moment , at least , a dubious feeling between happiness and sorrow ; and it is little wonder , if the emotion which glows in the bosom , should speak also in the countenance . 1 153 The earl did not wish this ...
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... pleasure in receiving his services in my own country , as I had formerly done in a foreign one ; it is the whole happiness of my life to be near you , and to testify , by unremitted attention , the grateful sense I have of so much ...
... pleasure in receiving his services in my own country , as I had formerly done in a foreign one ; it is the whole happiness of my life to be near you , and to testify , by unremitted attention , the grateful sense I have of so much ...
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... pleasure in accepting your invitation . Do you spend much time at Castle Carrig ? " 66 ** O yes , my lord , a great deal too much , indeed it is sometimes quite dull to be there so long with- out seeing a soul ; Mr. Forrester bought it ...
... pleasure in accepting your invitation . Do you spend much time at Castle Carrig ? " 66 ** O yes , my lord , a great deal too much , indeed it is sometimes quite dull to be there so long with- out seeing a soul ; Mr. Forrester bought it ...
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... pleasure ; the latter feeling was created by finding that the baronet intended shortly to depart . You coOPEN " As graceful prelude , run over the strings of the harp by a light and skilful finger , now summonede all lovers of harmony ...
... pleasure ; the latter feeling was created by finding that the baronet intended shortly to depart . You coOPEN " As graceful prelude , run over the strings of the harp by a light and skilful finger , now summonede all lovers of harmony ...
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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.