Tales and sketches [from The sketch book]. In the corresponding style of phonography, Livro 2 |
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Página 10
... withering , when it should be most fresh and luxuriant . We see it drooping its branches to the earth , and shedding leaf by leaf ; until , wasted and perished away , it falls even in the stillness of the forest ; and as we muse over ...
... withering , when it should be most fresh and luxuriant . We see it drooping its branches to the earth , and shedding leaf by leaf ; until , wasted and perished away , it falls even in the stillness of the forest ; and as we muse over ...
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... 26 years . " The poor mother had been assisted to kneel down at the head of it . Her withered hands were clasped , as if in prayer , but I could perceive by a ۹۲۰ X 3 ។ છે , --- ; 1 , 4 * THE WIDOW AND HER SON . 39.
... 26 years . " The poor mother had been assisted to kneel down at the head of it . Her withered hands were clasped , as if in prayer , but I could perceive by a ۹۲۰ X 3 ។ છે , --- ; 1 , 4 * THE WIDOW AND HER SON . 39.
Página 40
... withering . The bustle around seemed to waken the mother from a wretched reverie . She raised her glazed eyes , and looked about with a faint wildness . As the men approached with cords to lower the coffin into the grave , she wrung her ...
... withering . The bustle around seemed to waken the mother from a wretched reverie . She raised her glazed eyes , and looked about with a faint wildness . As the men approached with cords to lower the coffin into the grave , she wrung her ...
Página 65
... wither Thy soft sweet earth ! but , like a spring , Love keep it ever flourishing . HERRICK . In the course of an excursion through one of the remote counties of England , I had struck into one of those cross roads that lead through the ...
... wither Thy soft sweet earth ! but , like a spring , Love keep it ever flourishing . HERRICK . In the course of an excursion through one of the remote counties of England , I had struck into one of those cross roads that lead through the ...
Página 77
... withering . She did not weep - she did not break forth into reproach - she said not a word- but she shrunk back aghast as from a viper ; gave him a look of anguish that pierced to his very soul and clasping her hands in agony , fled ...
... withering . She did not weep - she did not break forth into reproach - she said not a word- but she shrunk back aghast as from a viper ; gave him a look of anguish that pierced to his very soul and clasping her hands in agony , fled ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
༡༨ affection agony aisles beautiful bloom bosom break broken heart bustle charm churchyard clasp cold comfort cottage country church deceased delicate delight dissipate domestic dressed dust earth elegant English feelings felicity flowers foliage fortune funeral gaze grave green grief hand happy heard humble landscape Leslie looked loveliness lover manner melancholy metropolis mind mother nature neighboring never parents passion peasantry pleasure poor poverty pride quiet rank round rural occupation rustic scene scenery seat seemed simplicity smile society soft sorrow soul spirits steps story Sunday sweet sympathy taste tears tenderness thought tomb trees village church wandering wife window withered woman ην با پر تا جا شما فه کا کام کم لا ما مره منا می نا نے ها ہے یا दे
Passagens conhecidas
Página 16 - She sings the wild songs of her dear native plains, Every note which he loved awaking — Ah ! little they think, who delight in her strains, How the heart of the minstrel is breaking ! He...
Página 46 - ... that smoothed his pillow, and administered to his helplessness? Oh! there is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart. It is neither to be chilled by selfishness, nor daunted by danger, nor weakened by worthlessness, nor stifled by ingratitude. She will sacrifice every comfort to his convenience; she will...
Página 61 - Gothic tower; its windows rich with tracery and painted glass; its stately monuments of warriors and worthies of the olden time, ancestors of the present lords of the soil; its tombstones, recording successive generations of sturdy yeomanry, whose progeny still plough the same fields, and kneel at the same altar. — The parsonage...
Página 9 - She neglects all the cheerful exercises which gladden the spirits, quicken the pulses, and send the tide of life in healthful currents through the veins. Her rest is broken, the sweet refreshment of sleep is poisoned by melancholy dreams, dry sorrow drinks her blood, until her enfeebled frame sinks under the slightest external injury.
Página 27 - There is in every true woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity ; but which kindles up, and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity. No man knows what the wife of his bosom is — no man knows what a ministering angel she is — until he has gone with her through the fiery trials of this world.
Página 17 - He had lived for his love, for his country he died, They were all that to life had entwined him ; Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried, Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Página 59 - He lays aside his distance and reserve, and is glad to waive the distinctions of rank, and to enter into the honest, heart-felt enjoyments of common life. Indeed, the very amusements of the country bring men more and more together; and the sound of hound and horn blend all feelings into harmony.
Página 57 - The fondness for rural life among the higher classes of the English has had a great and salutary effect upon the national character. I do not know a finer race of men than the English gentlemen.
Página 18 - I HAVE often had occasion to remark the fortitude with which women sustain the most overwhelming reverses of fortune. Those disasters which break down the spirit of a man, and prostrate him in the dust, seem to call forth all the energies of the softer sex, and give such intrepidity and elevation to their character, that at times it approaches to sublimity.
Página 70 - This is the prettiest low-born lass that ever Ran on the green-sward : nothing she does or seems But smacks of something greater than herself, Too noble for this place.