New Elegant Extracts: A Unique Selection ... from the Most Eminent Prose and Epistolary Writers ...C.& C. Whittingham, 1827 |
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... child- hood , that though it is but a wild remote family tradition , I cannot help relating it : - The girl was of uncommon beauty and intelli- gence , and was suffered to wander about the neighbourhood of the castle with the daughter ...
... child- hood , that though it is but a wild remote family tradition , I cannot help relating it : - The girl was of uncommon beauty and intelli- gence , and was suffered to wander about the neighbourhood of the castle with the daughter ...
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... child was reported to have been seen several times afterwards , as diminutive in form , as though she had not grown an inch since she was ten years of age , and always crouching over a fire , whether in the turret - room or kitchen ...
... child was reported to have been seen several times afterwards , as diminutive in form , as though she had not grown an inch since she was ten years of age , and always crouching over a fire , whether in the turret - room or kitchen ...
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... children to her dying hour . He continued to live at the family mansion , and she fixed her residence with a distant relative in a remote part of the country . So total was the disunion , that the name of either was never heard to pass ...
... children to her dying hour . He continued to live at the family mansion , and she fixed her residence with a distant relative in a remote part of the country . So total was the disunion , that the name of either was never heard to pass ...
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... children , when they were heard to scoff at a danger which appeared visionary . A travelling capuchin had possessed himself of the pulpit of the thatched church at a little hamlet called Morgenbrodt , lying in the Harz district , from ...
... children , when they were heard to scoff at a danger which appeared visionary . A travelling capuchin had possessed himself of the pulpit of the thatched church at a little hamlet called Morgenbrodt , lying in the Harz district , from ...
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... children of the soil . But , if the demon were as malicious as you would make him , how should he derive power over mortals , who barely avail themselves of his gifts , without binding themselves to submit to his pleasure ? When you ...
... children of the soil . But , if the demon were as malicious as you would make him , how should he derive power over mortals , who barely avail themselves of his gifts , without binding themselves to submit to his pleasure ? When you ...
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Adam Blair Agnes Aline Anthony's nose appeared arms ascer Ashton Badajoz baron beautiful beheld bosom bothy brother burst castle Cecil chamber cheek child cottage countenance cried dark Darvell daugh daughter dead death Don Torribio door dreadful Duncan Stewart exclaimed eyes face father fear feelings felt fire Fitzhenry gazed George Somers Glossin grave hand happy Harz Hatteraick heard heart hope horror horse hour husband inhabiting spirit king king of Bohemia knew lady Leixlip length light living looked Louisa marriage mind Molch Montmorency mother never night once pale passed pedler Pessimus poor racter returned round Saône scene Scotland seemed seen sight silent Sir Edward smile soon sorrow soul spirit spoke stood stranger tears terror thing thou thought Thyatira tion turned Venoni voice Waldeck WASHINGTON IRVING Waverley wife wild woman words wretched young
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الصفحة 332 - The bustle around seemed to waken the mother from a wretched reverie. She raised her glazed eyes, and looked about with a faint wildness. As the men approached with cords to lower the coffin into the grave, she wrung her hands, and broke into an agony of grief. The poor woman who attended her, took her by the arm, endeavoured to raise her from the earth, and to whisper something like consolation — " Nay, now — nay, now — don't take it so sorely to heart.
الصفحة 336 - He was too weak, however, to talk — he could only look his thanks. His mother was his constant attendant ; and he seemed unwilling to be helped by any other hand.
الصفحة 332 - I could see no more — my heart swelled into my throat — my eyes filled with tears — I felt as if I were acting a barbarous part in standing by and gazing idly on this scene of maternal anguish.
الصفحة 330 - When I saw her feebly rising and bending her aged form in prayer; habitually conning her prayer-book, which her palsied hand and failing eyes would not permit her to read, but which she evidently knew by heart ; I felt...
الصفحة 332 - There was that bustling stir which breaks so harshly on the feelings of grief and affection : directions given in the cold tones of business ; the striking of spades into sand and gravel ; which, at the grave of those we love, is, of all sounds, the most withering. The bustle around seemed to awaken the mother from a wretched reverie.
الصفحة 333 - ... of joy — the sorrows of a widow, aged, solitary, destitute, mourning over an only son, the last solace of her years ; these are indeed sorrows which make us feel the impotency of consolation.
الصفحة 335 - He saw her, and hastened toward her, but his steps were faint and faltering ; he sunk on his knees before her, and sobbed like a child. The poor woman gazed upon him with a vacant and wandering eye — " Oh my dear, dear mother ! don't you know your son? your poor boy George?
الصفحة 317 - The creak of the screw-nails presently announced that the lid of the last mansion of mortality was in the act of being secured above its tenant.
الصفحة 337 - My first impulse on hearing this humble tale of affliction, was to visit the cottage of the mourner, and administer pecuniary assistance, and, if possible, comfort. I found, however, on inquiry, that the good feelings of the villagers had prompted them to do...
الصفحة 313 - ... by the black colour of the gown in which they had dressed her, and embarrassed by the number of persons by whom she was surrounded; then, finally, she would raise her head with a ghastly look and fix her eyes upon the bed which contained the coffin of her grandson, as if she had at once, and for the first time, acquired sense to comprehend her inexpressible calamity.