Atlantic Tales: A Collection of Stories from the Atlantic MonthlyTicknor and Fields, 1866 - 479 من الصفحات |
طبعات أخرى - عرض جميع المقتطفات
عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Adonaïs agen answered Asenath asked beautiful believe blessed called Catlettsburg Celia Clerron cried Dalton dark dear Dennis Denslow Doctor Domrémy door Duke Elkanah Elsie eyes face father feel fellow felt Fort Adams forty carats Geer George Hammond girl Hammond hand happy hear heard heart Honoria hope hour Ingham Isabella Israel Jacqueline Janet Kirby knew lady laugh Lethal light listened live looked Mazurier Meaux mind Miss Lucinda Miss Manners Mitchenor Monsieur Leclerc morning mother never night Nolan once Otho passed perhaps Philip Nolan poor prayed quiet Richard Hilton Sandemanian schooner seemed silent Simm smile soul speak spirit stood story strange sure talk tell thee thing thought tion told took truth turned Victor Le Roy voice Vulpes walked Wolfe woman wonder words young
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 263 - For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh'?
الصفحة 111 - If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace.
الصفحة 455 - From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go, mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell ; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, — Despite those titles, power, and pelf, The wretch...
الصفحة 472 - But now they desire a better country, that is, an heavenly: wherefore God is not ashamed to be called their God: for he hath prepared for them a city.
الصفحة 454 - ... Nolan's first voyage ; and it is the only thing I ever knew of that voyage. They had touched at the Cape, and had done the civil thing with the English admiral and the fleet, and then, leaving for a long cruise up the Indian Ocean, Phillips had borrowed a lot of English books from an officer, which in those days, as indeed in these, was quite a windfall. Among them, as the devil would order, was the " Lay of the Last Minstrel," which they had all of them heard of, but which most of them had never...
الصفحة 466 - After that cruise I never saw Nolan again. I wrote to him at least twice a year, for in that voyage we became even confidentially intimate ; but he never wrote to me. The other men tell me that in those fifteen years he aged very fast, as well he might indeed, but that he was still the same gentle, uncomplaining, silent sufferer that he ever was, bearing as best he could his self-appointed...
الصفحة 462 - I first came to understand anything about the " man without a country " one day when we overhauled a dirty little schooner which had slaves on board. An officer was sent to take charge of her, and. after a few minutes, he sent back his boat to ask that some one might be sent him who could speak Portuguese. We were all looking over the rail when the message came, and 522 THE MAN WITHOUT A COUNTRY we all wished we could interpret, when the captain asked who spoke Portuguese.
الصفحة 450 - Nolan laughed. But nobody else laughed. Old Morgan was too solemn, and the whole room was hushed dead as night for a minute. Even Nolan lost his swagger in a moment. Then Morgan added: "Mr. Marshal, take the prisoner to Orleans in an armed boat, and deliver him to the naval commander there.
الصفحة 472 - ... Most heartily we beseech Thee with Thy favor to behold and bless Thy servant, the President of the United States, and all others in authority,' — and the rest of the Episcopal collect, ' Danforth,' said he, 'I have repeated those prayers night and morning, it is now fifty-five years.' And then he said he would go to sleep. He bent me down over him and kissed me ; and he said, ' Look in my Bible, Danforth, when I am gone.
الصفحة 65 - Mitchell started back, half-frightened, as, suddenly turning a corner, the white figure of a woman faced him in the darkness, - a woman, white, of giant proportions, crouching on the ground, her arms flung out in some wild gesture of warning. 'Stop! Make that fire burn there!' cried Kirby, stopping short. The flame burst out, flashing the gaunt figure into bold relief. Mitchell drew a long breath. 'I thought it was alive,