The Brothers; Or, The Castle of Niolo: A RomanceW. Emans, 1820 |
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Pagina 21
... oft ensues ; and although Rupert , the old Seneschal , shook his grey locks whenever Adeline was dispatched to the convent , yet had he been in possession of the clue of Ariadne to guide him through the labyrinth THE CASTLE OF NIOLO . 21.
... oft ensues ; and although Rupert , the old Seneschal , shook his grey locks whenever Adeline was dispatched to the convent , yet had he been in possession of the clue of Ariadne to guide him through the labyrinth THE CASTLE OF NIOLO . 21.
Pagina 43
... Rupert , " and I intend to keep it there . " " If drunkenness be a deadly sin , " said Leo- pold , " thou'lt never be admitted by St. Peter into heaven . " " Then I shall go to the other place , " said Rupert drily " and what do you ...
... Rupert , " and I intend to keep it there . " " If drunkenness be a deadly sin , " said Leo- pold , " thou'lt never be admitted by St. Peter into heaven . " " Then I shall go to the other place , " said Rupert drily " and what do you ...
Pagina 44
... Rupert , archly , " as I am in at present . " 66 " Old age has made thee crabbed , Rupert , ' said Leopold , but hast any fine girls in the neighbourhood - and how are the novitiates at the convent , thou old sly he - goat ? How is old ...
... Rupert , archly , " as I am in at present . " 66 " Old age has made thee crabbed , Rupert , ' said Leopold , but hast any fine girls in the neighbourhood - and how are the novitiates at the convent , thou old sly he - goat ? How is old ...
Pagina 45
... Rupert upon the shoulder , shew us to the hall , my jolly son of Bacchus , and Thou shalt drink , snd I will drink , And we'll be wond'rous merry . " " O what people there are in this world , " said Rupert , as he conducted the hopeful ...
... Rupert upon the shoulder , shew us to the hall , my jolly son of Bacchus , and Thou shalt drink , snd I will drink , And we'll be wond'rous merry . " " O what people there are in this world , " said Rupert , as he conducted the hopeful ...
Pagina 46
... Rupert , with an arch look , as he closed the door . Theold Count heard with surprise , of the arrival of his son , but it was mingled with displeasure- his heart , however , harboured not the unchristian feeling of perpetual resentment ...
... Rupert , with an arch look , as he closed the door . Theold Count heard with surprise , of the arrival of his son , but it was mingled with displeasure- his heart , however , harboured not the unchristian feeling of perpetual resentment ...
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The Brothers, Or the Castle of Niolo: A Romance (Classic Reprint) Robert Huish Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2017 |
The Brothers, Or the Castle of Niolo: A Romance (Classic Reprint) Robert Huish Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2017 |
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Pagina 171 - And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest : Nae treasures, nor pleasures, Could make us happy lang ; The heart ay's the part ay, That makes us right or wrang. Think ye, that sic as you and I, Wha drudge and drive thro...
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Pagina 152 - True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven : It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
Pagina 37 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Pagina 311 - Mark you this, Bassanio, The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul, producing holy witness, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ; A goodly apple rotten at the heart : O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath ! Shy.
Pagina 84 - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
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Pagina 247 - What mortal eye can fix'd behold? Who stalks his round, an hideous form, Howling amidst the midnight storm ; Or throws him on the ridgy steep Of some loose hanging rock to sleep...