Dermot O'Brien, Or, The Taking of Tredagh: A Tale of 1649Stringer & Townsend, 1849 - 166 من الصفحات |
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... never did I hear or read that he carried back his infamy to be a shame to his tribes- men , or his penitence to be a plea for guerdon ! " " And would it then be thy advice , O'Brien , to one who , having perchance sinned deeply , had ...
... never did I hear or read that he carried back his infamy to be a shame to his tribes- men , or his penitence to be a plea for guerdon ! " " And would it then be thy advice , O'Brien , to one who , having perchance sinned deeply , had ...
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... never , the Puritan , if Puritan he were , sprang forward , utterly neglecting the well - filled purse on which he set the heel of his heavy boot in advancing and standing right in the road , so that O'Brien could scarce ride on without ...
... never , the Puritan , if Puritan he were , sprang forward , utterly neglecting the well - filled purse on which he set the heel of his heavy boot in advancing and standing right in the road , so that O'Brien could scarce ride on without ...
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... never , at any time , even in the most violent action , the most eager and thrilling excitement , did his high , haughty countenance exhibit that glow of physical and passion- ate enthusiasm which kindles in the veins of the young and ...
... never , at any time , even in the most violent action , the most eager and thrilling excitement , did his high , haughty countenance exhibit that glow of physical and passion- ate enthusiasm which kindles in the veins of the young and ...
الصفحة 29
... never trite , though often sententious ; but when moved , his eloquence was as impetuous and copious as the mountain tor- rent - as penetrating as the subtle lightning . Such , in brief , was the appearance , such the exterior char ...
... never trite , though often sententious ; but when moved , his eloquence was as impetuous and copious as the mountain tor- rent - as penetrating as the subtle lightning . Such , in brief , was the appearance , such the exterior char ...
الصفحة 32
... never allowing them to move faster than a trot , and frequently keeping them at a foot's pace . But if their progress was slow and wearisome , so delicious was the soft summer weather , and so lovely the wild , romantic scenery through ...
... never allowing them to move faster than a trot , and frequently keeping them at a foot's pace . But if their progress was slow and wearisome , so delicious was the soft summer weather , and so lovely the wild , romantic scenery through ...
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الصفحة 94 - Then bugle's note and cannon's roar the death-like silence broke, And with one start, and with one cry, the royal city woke.
الصفحة 95 - Time hath, my lord, a wallet at his back, Wherein he puts alms for oblivion, A great-sized monster of ingratitudes: Those scraps are good deeds past; which are devour'd As fast as they are made, forgot as soon As done...
الصفحة 41 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command ; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of an angel 13 light. XV.— I WANDERED LONELY. 1804. I WANDERED lonely as a cloud...
الصفحة 137 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
الصفحة 137 - He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind; With all the while a cheek whose bloom Was as a mockery of the tomb...
الصفحة 26 - DAY set on Norham's castled steep,* And Tweed's fair river, broad and deep, And Cheviot's mountains lone : The battled towers, the donjon keep,* The loophole grates, where captives weep, The flanking walls that round it sweep, In yellow lustre shone.
الصفحة 137 - I've seen the sick and ghastly bed Of Sin delirious with its dread: But these were horrors — this was woe Unmix'd with such — but sure and slow. He faded, and so calm and meek, So softly worn, so sweetly weak, So tearless, yet so tender — kind, And grieved for those he left behind...