Cassell's illustrated readings, المجلد 1;المجلد 661875 |
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الصفحة 1
... woman to hide from the world the pangs of wounded affection . The love of a delicate female is always shy and silent . Even 1 - VOL . I. when fortunate , she scarcely breathes it to her- self ; but when otherwise , she buries it in the ...
... woman to hide from the world the pangs of wounded affection . The love of a delicate female is always shy and silent . Even 1 - VOL . I. when fortunate , she scarcely breathes it to her- self ; but when otherwise , she buries it in the ...
الصفحة 2
... woman's first and early love . When every worldly maxim arrayed itself against him ; when blasted in fortune , and disgrace and danger darkened around his name , she loved him the more ardently for his very sufferings . If , then , his ...
... woman's first and early love . When every worldly maxim arrayed itself against him ; when blasted in fortune , and disgrace and danger darkened around his name , she loved him the more ardently for his very sufferings . If , then , his ...
الصفحة 10
... woman , by a pleasant fiction , seemed to think ; for though every bandbox had a carefully- closed lid , not one among them had a bottom , owing to which cause the property within was merely , as it were , extinguished . The chest of ...
... woman , by a pleasant fiction , seemed to think ; for though every bandbox had a carefully- closed lid , not one among them had a bottom , owing to which cause the property within was merely , as it were , extinguished . The chest of ...
الصفحة 15
... woman , nor child , I went out without further attention . In my return back through the passage , I heard the same words repeated twice over ; and looking up , I saw it was a starling , hung in a little cage . " I can't get out ! I can ...
... woman , nor child , I went out without further attention . In my return back through the passage , I heard the same words repeated twice over ; and looking up , I saw it was a starling , hung in a little cage . " I can't get out ! I can ...
الصفحة 21
... woman , of a noble spirit , and there was a dignity in her grief amidst all the wildness of her transport , which , methought , struck me with an instinct of sorrow , which , before I was sensible of what it was to grieve , seized my ...
... woman , of a noble spirit , and there was a dignity in her grief amidst all the wildness of her transport , which , methought , struck me with an instinct of sorrow , which , before I was sensible of what it was to grieve , seized my ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 162 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
الصفحة 29 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read...
الصفحة 161 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
الصفحة 230 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
الصفحة 66 - Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow ! Christ save us all from a death like this On the reef of Norman's Woe ! THE LUCK OF EDENHALL.
الصفحة 345 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
الصفحة 345 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.
الصفحة 162 - Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
الصفحة 187 - Never, never more, shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise is gone ! It is gone, that sensibility of principle, that chastity of honour, which felt a stain like a wound, which inspired courage whilst it mitigated ferocity,...
الصفحة 37 - It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay — the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it.