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... implying a kinder interest than she would herself have been pleased to have
voluntarily expressed . Her voice faultered and her hand “ trembled , and it was
only the cold question of Ivanhoe , " Is it you , gentle maiden ? which recalled her
to ...
... implying a kinder interest than she would herself have been pleased to have
voluntarily expressed . Her voice faultered and her hand “ trembled , and it was
only the cold question of Ivanhoe , " Is it you , gentle maiden ? which recalled her
to ...
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interest - - for life is dear even to those who feel it as a bur• then - Wha tauld ye
that , Jeanie ? ' 6 . It was ane that kenn ' d what he was saying weel aneugh , '
replied Jeanie , who had a natural reluctance at mentioning • even the name of
her ...
interest - - for life is dear even to those who feel it as a bur• then - Wha tauld ye
that , Jeanie ? ' 6 . It was ane that kenn ' d what he was saying weel aneugh , '
replied Jeanie , who had a natural reluctance at mentioning • even the name of
her ...
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When the resolution is taken to defend the castle of Tillietudlem , that moment , at
which , perhaps , the interest of the story arrives at its highest point , Henry
Morton is hearing sermons in the fanatical camp . When his fellow - rebels
appear ...
When the resolution is taken to defend the castle of Tillietudlem , that moment , at
which , perhaps , the interest of the story arrives at its highest point , Henry
Morton is hearing sermons in the fanatical camp . When his fellow - rebels
appear ...
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In almost every tale some conflict of this kind occurs , exciting a powerful interest
both by the manner in which it is related , and by the momentous consequences
depending on its issue . But it is still more remarkable that both the author of ...
In almost every tale some conflict of this kind occurs , exciting a powerful interest
both by the manner in which it is related , and by the momentous consequences
depending on its issue . But it is still more remarkable that both the author of ...
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... devotion to her father ' s welfare and safety , constitute the highest interest of
the poem , and that which is most uniformly sustained ; nor does this or any other
romance of the same author contain a finer stroke of passion than the overboiling
...
... devotion to her father ' s welfare and safety , constitute the highest interest of
the poem , and that which is most uniformly sustained ; nor does this or any other
romance of the same author contain a finer stroke of passion than the overboiling
...
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Página 54 - Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
Página 3 - For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care : No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.
Página 9 - One morn I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath and near his favorite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he; "The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the churchway path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Página 4 - Can storied urn or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or flattery soothe the dull cold ear of death?
Página 8 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Página 1 - ELEGY WRITTEN IN A COUNTRY CHURCHYARD / THE CURFEW tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
Página 104 - Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Página 2 - The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed...
Página 7 - E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. For thee, who, mindful of th' unhonour'd dead, Dost in these lines their artless tale relate; If chance, by lonely Contemplation led, Some kindred spirit shall inquire thy fate, — Haply some hoary-headed swain may say, Oft have we seen him at the peep of dawn Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn...
Página 5 - Th' applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes...