The Republic of Letters: A Selection, in Poetry and Prose, from the Works of the Most Eminent Writers, with Many Original Pieces, Volume 2Blackie & Son, 1835 |
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... thought myself altogether unobserved by him , till he suddenly advanced to the spot where I stood , and said , in a loud whisper , - " There's a villain below - a desperate villain - this is true - he is capable of any thing - and the ...
... thought myself altogether unobserved by him , till he suddenly advanced to the spot where I stood , and said , in a loud whisper , - " There's a villain below - a desperate villain - this is true - he is capable of any thing - and the ...
Pagina 14
... thought it most prudent to conceal my feelings . I now perceived the rashness and bad con sequences of my bold assertions respecting the murder of Morval- den ; for Angerstoff evidently thought that his personal safety , and even his ...
... thought it most prudent to conceal my feelings . I now perceived the rashness and bad con sequences of my bold assertions respecting the murder of Morval- den ; for Angerstoff evidently thought that his personal safety , and even his ...
Pagina 17
... thought . After a little time , he started , and cried , " I have it now ! -It's the only plan - I'll manage the business - yes , yes - I'll cut the cables , and off we'll go - that's settled ! " - He then seized an axe , and first ...
... thought . After a little time , he started , and cried , " I have it now ! -It's the only plan - I'll manage the business - yes , yes - I'll cut the cables , and off we'll go - that's settled ! " - He then seized an axe , and first ...
Pagina 24
... thought was mair a token o ' low cunnin ' than ony affset to his face . " But he always qualified his opinion by saying , " that tastes differ , an ' we a ' hae our failin's . May He teach us to see our ain ! " - But if Henderson felt ...
... thought was mair a token o ' low cunnin ' than ony affset to his face . " But he always qualified his opinion by saying , " that tastes differ , an ' we a ' hae our failin's . May He teach us to see our ain ! " - But if Henderson felt ...
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... thought she plainly discerned a form wrapt in a white mantle , like the garments worn by the dead ; and as she gazed , spell - bound in amazement at the sight , the shape left the spot , and , leisurely proceeding up the glen , passed ...
... thought she plainly discerned a form wrapt in a white mantle , like the garments worn by the dead ; and as she gazed , spell - bound in amazement at the sight , the shape left the spot , and , leisurely proceeding up the glen , passed ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 398 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.
Pagina 337 - Cast thy bread upon the waters : for thou shall find it after many days.
Pagina 66 - Grey-headed Shepherd, thou hast spoken well; Small difference lies between thy creed and mine : This Beast not unobserved by Nature fell ; His death was mourned by sympathy divine. The Being, that is in the clouds and air, That is in the green leaves among the groves, Maintains a deep and reverential care For the unoffending creatures whom he loves.
Pagina 397 - THOU still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Pagina 64 - The moving accident is not my trade : To freeze the blood I have no ready arts : "Tis my delight, alone in summer shade, To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts.
Pagina 133 - It is but lost labour that ye haste to rise up early, and so late take rest, and eat the bread of carefulness : for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Pagina 65 - There's neither dog nor heifer, horse nor sheep, Will wet his lips within that cup of stone ; And oftentimes, when all are fast asleep, This water doth send forth a dolorous groan.
Pagina 398 - O attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral! When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, Beauty is truth, truth beauty,— that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
Pagina 148 - THE warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the year On the earth, her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying.
Pagina 130 - Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side, But the wide arms of Mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may hope, since the Sinless has died.