Continental Adventures: A Novel ...

Capa
Wells and Lilly, 1826

No interior do livro

Opinião das pessoas - Escrever uma crítica

Não foram encontradas quaisquer críticas nos locais habituais.

Páginas seleccionadas

Índice

Outras edições - Ver tudo

Palavras e frases frequentes

Passagens conhecidas

Página 78 - She that has that is clad in complete steel ; And, like a quiver'd nymph, with arrows keen, May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths, Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds, Where, through the sacred rays of chastity, No savage fierce, bandit, or mountaineer, Will dare to soil her virgin purity...
Página 52 - O'er other creatures. Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
Página 283 - Kept the word of promise to the ear, But broke it to the hope.
Página 78 - Chi va lontan da la sua patria, vede cose, da quel che già credea, lontane; che narrandole poi, non se gli crede, e stimato bugiardo ne rimane: che '1 sciocco vulgo non gli vuol dar fede, se non le vede e tocca chiare e piane.
Página 184 - Ah me ! for aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or hiftory, The courfe of true love never did run fmooth : But, either it was different in blood ; Her. O crofs ! too high to be enthrall'd to low ! Lyf.
Página 196 - Not to a rage : patience and sorrow strove Who should express her goodliest. You have seen Sunshine and rain at once : her smiles and tears
Página 70 - Pleasures are few, and fewer we enjoy ; Pleasure, like quicksilver, is bright, and coy; We strive to grasp it with our utmost skill, Still it eludes us, and it glitters still : If seiz'd at last, compute your mighty gains ; What is it, but rank poison in your veins...
Página 162 - Ay, now am I in Arden; the more fool I; when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travelers must be content.
Página 53 - Though higher of the genial bed by far, And with mysterious reverence I deem, So much delights me, as those graceful acts, Those thousand decencies that daily flow From all her words and actions...
Página 1 - Bears me remote, o'er Gallia's woody bounds, O'er the cloud-piercing Alps remote ; beyond The vale of Arno purpled with the vine, Beyond the Umbrian and Etruscan hills, To Latium's wide champain, forlorn and waste, Where yellow Tiber his neglected wave Mournfully rolls.

Informação bibliográfica