The White Cottage: A TaleWilliam Blackwood, 1817 - 344 páginas |
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... window of his room , as he sat in his chair with a volume of Cook's voyages lying before him , and heard the rain pattering against the glass . He had risen six times in the course of an B mour . hour , walked to the window , and THE ...
... window of his room , as he sat in his chair with a volume of Cook's voyages lying before him , and heard the rain pattering against the glass . He had risen six times in the course of an B mour . hour , walked to the window , and THE ...
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A Tale Arthur Mower. mour . hour , walked to the window , and return- ed to his chair not in a very pleasant hu- He got up for the seventh time ; the skies still lowered . It rained as vio- lently as ever . The streets were very wet ...
A Tale Arthur Mower. mour . hour , walked to the window , and return- ed to his chair not in a very pleasant hu- He got up for the seventh time ; the skies still lowered . It rained as vio- lently as ever . The streets were very wet ...
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... window . The rain had ceased- " I might marry ; a man at my time of life ought at least to think of it . What was I born for ? To be a peevish , use- less old bachelor ! " His eyes were fixed on the pavement in the street , as if on ...
... window . The rain had ceased- " I might marry ; a man at my time of life ought at least to think of it . What was I born for ? To be a peevish , use- less old bachelor ! " His eyes were fixed on the pavement in the street , as if on ...
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... windows of his house brightened by her light , con- trasted by the deep gloom of his planta- tions , he admired the peaceful look of the spot where he now intended to pass the remainder of his days . Mr. Welburn indeed took infinite ...
... windows of his house brightened by her light , con- trasted by the deep gloom of his planta- tions , he admired the peaceful look of the spot where he now intended to pass the remainder of his days . Mr. Welburn indeed took infinite ...
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... window ; and then pulling out his watch , he would rejoice if it was near the time when he might enjoy the no- ble pleasure of eating . A fortnight after his arrival , Mr. Welburn felt convinced that " Man was not born to live alone ...
... window ; and then pulling out his watch , he would rejoice if it was near the time when he might enjoy the no- ble pleasure of eating . A fortnight after his arrival , Mr. Welburn felt convinced that " Man was not born to live alone ...
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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...