The curate and his lodger. The death of the broken-hearted. The forager of Flintshire. Alice DenbyA.K. Newman, 1831 |
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... ment . " My grandfather turned pale , then red- dened , then turned pale again , while his thin blue lips quivered with suppressed rage . At last he spoke- " You speak of your father , " he said , trembling with passion as he gave ...
... ment . " My grandfather turned pale , then red- dened , then turned pale again , while his thin blue lips quivered with suppressed rage . At last he spoke- " You speak of your father , " he said , trembling with passion as he gave ...
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... ment , and an alleviation from the tortures of my bruised spirit . But ever and anon , a sickening pang would strike through my heart , and bring back all the bitterness of my fate . What were the plaudits of Bri- tain's proud and ...
... ment , and an alleviation from the tortures of my bruised spirit . But ever and anon , a sickening pang would strike through my heart , and bring back all the bitterness of my fate . What were the plaudits of Bri- tain's proud and ...
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... ment ordered me to return , invalided , to England , after an absence of little more than two years . I heard the tidings un- moved , for sickness had tamed the fiery ardour of my spirit ; and as I knew my time was come , I had long ...
... ment ordered me to return , invalided , to England , after an absence of little more than two years . I heard the tidings un- moved , for sickness had tamed the fiery ardour of my spirit ; and as I knew my time was come , I had long ...
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... ment of all those privileges which former- ly belonged to them , but they were pro- hibited by law from assembling together in public . When Owain Glyndwr arose to rescue his country from a yoke which had become unendurable , the bards ...
... ment of all those privileges which former- ly belonged to them , but they were pro- hibited by law from assembling together in public . When Owain Glyndwr arose to rescue his country from a yoke which had become unendurable , the bards ...
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... ment to poetry , and to its highest attri- butes , rendered him somewhat of an en- thusiast , and imparted to his demeanour a pensive gravity , which showed that the young bard's thoughts were not of this earth . He was the last of a ...
... ment to poetry , and to its highest attri- butes , rendered him somewhat of an en- thusiast , and imparted to his demeanour a pensive gravity , which showed that the young bard's thoughts were not of this earth . He was the last of a ...
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Pasajes populares
Página 238 - And slight withal may be the things which bring Back on the heart the weight which it would fling Aside for ever : it may be a sound — A tone of music — summer's eve — or spring — A flower — the wind — the ocean — which shall wound, Striking the electric chain wherewith we are darkly bound ; XXIV.
Página 114 - Boon Nature scattered, free and wild, Each plant or flower, the mountain's child. Here eglantine embalmed the air, Hawthorn and hazel mingled there ; The primrose pale and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow bower...
Página 195 - It were all one, That I should love a bright particular star, And think to wed it, he is so above me: In his bright radiance and collateral light Must I be comforted, not in his sphere.
Página 243 - And, in short, let it become the political religion of the nation; and let the old and the young, the rich and the poor, the grave and the gay of all sexes and tongues and colors and conditions, sacrifice unceasingly upon its altars.
Página 242 - ... of the night, And leave but a desert behind. Be hush'd, my dark spirit ! for wisdom condemns When the faint and the feeble deplore ; Be strong as the rock of the ocean that stems A thousand wild waves on the shore ! Through the perils of chance, and the scowl of disdain, May thy front be unalter'd, thy courage elate ! Yea ! even the name I have worshipp'd in vain Shall awake not the sigh of remembrance again : To bear is to conquer our fate.
Página 219 - And in the visions of romantic youth, What years of endless bliss are yet to flow ? But, mortal pleasure, what art thou in truth ? The torrent's smoothness, ere it dash below ! And must I change my song?
Página 236 - Silent, though fond, who cast my life away, Daring to disobey The passionate Spirit that around me clung. Farewell again ! — and yet Must it indeed be so ? — and on this shore Shall you and I no more Together see the sun of...
Página 113 - WHEN the last sunshine of expiring day In summer's twilight weeps itself away, Who hath not felt the softness of the hour Sink on the heart, as dew along the flower? With a pure feeling which absorbs and awes While nature makes that melancholy pause, Her breathing moment on the bridge where Time Of light and darkness forms an arch sublime.
Página 138 - ... stronger and greater than it was before; his answer was, he had good reason for the same ; because the country was wild, and he might be oppressed by his enemies on the suddaine, in that wooddie countrey ; it therefore stood him in a policie to have diverse places of retreat.
Página 46 - SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise, And very few to love. A Violet by a mossy stone Half-hidden from the eye ! — Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.