The Brothers; Or, The Castle of Niolo: A RomanceW. Emans, 1820 |
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... step , to subvert his princi- ples and his virtue . In this respect , the uses and advan- tages of a novel are very apparent ; the vices which disfigure human nature are there exposed in all their native defor- 7-12-53 MFE? ...
... step , to subvert his princi- ples and his virtue . In this respect , the uses and advan- tages of a novel are very apparent ; the vices which disfigure human nature are there exposed in all their native defor- 7-12-53 MFE? ...
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... nature . The virtue which has not under- gone the ordeal of temptation , is but a negative virtue at best , and although in the novel as in life , virtue may be for a time assailed , persecuted and oppressed , the time will come , when ...
... nature . The virtue which has not under- gone the ordeal of temptation , is but a negative virtue at best , and although in the novel as in life , virtue may be for a time assailed , persecuted and oppressed , the time will come , when ...
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... Nature , A flaw made through the centre by some god , Through which the groans of ghosts might strike thy ear They would not wound thee as this story will . IT is a tale of the times of old ! -Death has long since had its victims , and ...
... Nature , A flaw made through the centre by some god , Through which the groans of ghosts might strike thy ear They would not wound thee as this story will . IT is a tale of the times of old ! -Death has long since had its victims , and ...
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... Nature's fairest works . Her bosom was . the seat of maiden purity , her heart the throne of every virtue . Like a solitary rose - bud in a desolate spot , she bloomed unheeded ; the world she knew not , nor from the tales which she ...
... Nature's fairest works . Her bosom was . the seat of maiden purity , her heart the throne of every virtue . Like a solitary rose - bud in a desolate spot , she bloomed unheeded ; the world she knew not , nor from the tales which she ...
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... nature , the most savage , and the most cultivated , dispersed around her with so much grace and majesty , in the various and ro- mantic sites with which the solitary mansion of her father was surrounded , filled her soul with the most ...
... nature , the most savage , and the most cultivated , dispersed around her with so much grace and majesty , in the various and ro- mantic sites with which the solitary mansion of her father was surrounded , filled her soul with the most ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
abbess abbot Adeline asked Adolphus Alpine roads Anselm answered apartment appeared Arienheim arrival beautiful Bonano breast brother Carmelites carriage Castle of Niolo circumstances concealed convent countenance cried danger daugh daughter death Deborah deed discovered door dreadful Ellen entered escape exclaimed eyes father fear feelings female follow Frederic gate give governess Grey Sisters hand happiness hasten heard heart heaven heim holy hope host hour knew lady landlord Leopold Lindamore look Mademoiselle Schlaffenhausen manner means mind monastery monk mule muleteer murder nature neral never night old Count old Rupert opened Orsini Ortano particular perhaps person pold present racter rest retired ROBERT HUISH Rosenheim Sazzano scene secret Seneschal senheim shew Signor sleep soon steps stood stranger sudden suspicion tained tear tell thee thou thought tion tone vault victorious band villain Villano virtue whilst wine wish Zurich
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Página 16 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Página 171 - And centre in the breast, We may be wise, or rich, or great, But never can be blest : Nae treasures, nor pleasures, Could make us happy lang ; The heart ay's the part ay, That makes us right or wrang. Think ye, that sic as you and I, Wha drudge and drive thro...
Página 183 - Yea even that which mischief meant most harm, Shall in the happy trial prove most glory ; But evil on itself shall back recoil, And mix no more with goodness, when at last...
Página 49 - I am thane of Cawdor : If good, why do I yield to that suggestion Whose horrid image doth unfix my hair, And make my seated heart knock at my ribs, Against the use of nature ? Present fears Are less than horrible imaginings : My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man, that function Is smother'd in surmise; and nothing is, But what is not.
Página 152 - True love's the gift which God has given To man alone beneath the heaven : It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes, soon as granted, fly; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead desire it doth not die ; It is the secret sympathy, The silver link, the silken tie, Which heart to heart, and mind to mind, In body and in soul can bind.
Página 37 - Between the acting of a dreadful thing And the first motion, all the interim is Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream : The genius, and the mortal instruments, Are then in council; and the state of man, Like to a little kingdom, suffers then The nature of an insurrection.
Página 311 - Mark you this, Bassanio, The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. An evil soul, producing holy witness, Is like a villain with a smiling cheek ; A goodly apple rotten at the heart : O, what a goodly outside falsehood hath ! Shy.
Página 84 - Making it momentary as a sound, Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Página 356 - Love framed with Mirth a gay fantastic round : Loose were her tresses seen, her zone unbound ; And he, amidst his frolic play, As if he would the charming air repay, Shook thousand...
Página 247 - What mortal eye can fix'd behold? Who stalks his round, an hideous form, Howling amidst the midnight storm ; Or throws him on the ridgy steep Of some loose hanging rock to sleep...