The White Cottage: A TaleWilliam Blackwood, 1817 - 344 páginas |
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... father had left him a fortune , which , though not sufficient to support an Oxonian in " great style , " yet made him perfectly independent . About a month after his father's death , when he had again returned to college , he became ...
... father had left him a fortune , which , though not sufficient to support an Oxonian in " great style , " yet made him perfectly independent . About a month after his father's death , when he had again returned to college , he became ...
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... father nor daughter ; but he felt it natural that he should love the society of an agreeable young woman . He gave ... father's . He felt indeed the neces- sity of an attachment to make him happy : with all his pretended cynicism and ...
... father nor daughter ; but he felt it natural that he should love the society of an agreeable young woman . He gave ... father's . He felt indeed the neces- sity of an attachment to make him happy : with all his pretended cynicism and ...
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... very seldom been to it since the death of his father , but he had always retained it in his own occupation , that when tired with rambling , he might settle on his own estate . The vale of Dalsy is of great extent , and CHAPTER III. ...
... very seldom been to it since the death of his father , but he had always retained it in his own occupation , that when tired with rambling , he might settle on his own estate . The vale of Dalsy is of great extent , and CHAPTER III. ...
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... father will be glad to welcome you back to a game at billiards , " said Miss Leswald , smiling ; " he did not expect you would return so soon . ” 66 " I was tired of solitude , " said Welburn , a bachelor in the country is a lonely ...
... father will be glad to welcome you back to a game at billiards , " said Miss Leswald , smiling ; " he did not expect you would return so soon . ” 66 " I was tired of solitude , " said Welburn , a bachelor in the country is a lonely ...
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... become his wife ; and he never doubted of the con- sent of her father . The following morning he made his pro- posals . " I will be candid with you , " said Mr. Leswald : " it will perhaps be danger- ous 26 THE WHITE COTTAGE .
... become his wife ; and he never doubted of the con- sent of her father . The following morning he made his pro- posals . " I will be candid with you , " said Mr. Leswald : " it will perhaps be danger- ous 26 THE WHITE COTTAGE .
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affection appeared assured Atlantic Ocean attached beautiful began beloved billiard table bless blush Captain Elgar chaise CHAPTER charm cheeks COTTAGE countenance curtesies daugh daughter dear Julia death Delby's delightful Doctor door duty Edward Sanwell Elmsey Lodge Elwyn eyes fancy father feel felicity fortune gave GIAOUR girl give hand happy heard heart heaven Henry felt Henry Welburn Henry's hills hope hour husband idea imagined kind knew lady Leswald letter listened looked LORD BYRON lover Maria marriage married mind Miss Delby morning mother mountain ash nature nephew ness never pain pale passed peared philosopher pleasure quadrupeds rambled recollected rectory replied scarcely shew side smile soon sound talk tears tell tenderly tenderness theory ther thing tion Torley town tranquil vale of Dalsy walk Welburn felt Weymouth wife wind window wish woman young
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Página 231 - Thou know'st the mask of night is on my face, Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheek For that which thou hast heard me speak to-night. Fain would I dwell on form, fain, fain deny What I have spoke : but farewell compliment ! Dost thou love me ? I know thou wilt say ' Ay,' And I will take thy word : yet, if thou swear'st. Thou mayst prove false : at lovers' perjuries, They say, Jove laughs.
Página 326 - tis that alone, Amid life's pains, abasements, emptiness, The soul can comfort, elevate, and fill: That only, and that amply, this performs; Lifts us above life's pains, her joys above; Their terror...
Página 140 - Yes, The limner's art may trace the absent feature, And give the eye of distant weeping faith To view the form of its idolatry; But oh ! the scenes 'mid which they met and parted — The thoughts, the recollections sweet and bitter — Th...
Página 166 - Had wandered from its dwelling, and her eyes, They had not their own lustre, but the look Which is not of the earth; she was become The queen of a fantastic realm ; her thoughts Were combinations of disjointed things; And forms impalpable and unperceived Of others' sight, familiar were to hers.
Página 44 - Fair as herself ; but the boy gazed on her ; And both were young, and one was beautiful : And both were young, yet not alike in youth. As the sweet moon on the horizon's verge, The maid was on the eve of womanhood ; The boy had fewer summers, but his heart Had far outgrown his years, and to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him...
Página 194 - And lead him near to little but his last ; But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth ; Flowers in the valley, splendor in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream, Immortal man ! behold her glories shine, And cry, exulting inly,
Página 17 - I shall hang first ! I'll no more love, that's certain ; 'tis a bane, Next that they poison rats with, the most mortal. No, I thank Heaven, I have got my sleep again, And now begin to write sense ; I can walk ye A long hour in my chamber like a man, And think of something that may better me, Some serious point of learning or my state : No more ah-me's, and mitererfa, Tranio, Come near my brain.
Página 35 - In grace and comeliness surpass his peers: Whilst I to a dead husband bore a son, And to the roaring waters gave my child.
Página 166 - ... me walk the waves of this wild world Through faith unsinking ; — stretch thy saving hand To a lone castaway upon the sea, Who hopes no resting-place except in heaven. And oh ! this holy calm, — this peace profound,— That sky so glorious in infinitude, — That countless host of softly-burning stars, And all that floating universe of light, Lift up my spirit far above the grave, And tell me that my pray'rs are heard in Heaven. I feel th' Omnipotent is Merciful ! (A voice exclaims from an...