A Summer Amongst the Bocages and the Vines, Volume 1R. Bentley, 1840 - 411 páginas |
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... observe finely - ornamented pieces of furniture standing amongst planks and beams , ready to decorate an apartment still in an infant state . Tired with our long walk , during which we had but coldly replied to the admiring observa ...
... observe finely - ornamented pieces of furniture standing amongst planks and beams , ready to decorate an apartment still in an infant state . Tired with our long walk , during which we had but coldly replied to the admiring observa ...
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... observe her . - She was small and beautifully formed , with eyes so brilliant that it was almost impossible to gaze upon them : her dress was of a texture like that of film , which floats in the air on sum- mer evenings , it had a ...
... observe her . - She was small and beautifully formed , with eyes so brilliant that it was almost impossible to gaze upon them : her dress was of a texture like that of film , which floats in the air on sum- mer evenings , it had a ...
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... observed one shield , the arms of which were familiar to me , and , reading the name below , I found it to be " de Bâcon , " an ancestor , no doubt , of the knightly family in England , and one of great antiquity in Normandy . * We had ...
... observed one shield , the arms of which were familiar to me , and , reading the name below , I found it to be " de Bâcon , " an ancestor , no doubt , of the knightly family in England , and one of great antiquity in Normandy . * We had ...
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... observe its beau- ties at leisure . There is very agreeable society to be met with there , both English and French , and nothing can exceed the kindness and hos- pitality with which strangers are welcomed . We have peculiar reason to ...
... observe its beau- ties at leisure . There is very agreeable society to be met with there , both English and French , and nothing can exceed the kindness and hos- pitality with which strangers are welcomed . We have peculiar reason to ...
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... by a small band of his immediate followers . His brow became suddenly clouded , dark thoughts seemed to pass through his mind ; he observed upon a small eminence of sand close to the path 68 THE MONK . he was about to take , F 2.
... by a small band of his immediate followers . His brow became suddenly clouded , dark thoughts seemed to pass through his mind ; he observed upon a small eminence of sand close to the path 68 THE MONK . he was about to take , F 2.
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Palavras e frases frequentes
abbey admirable amongst amusement Ancenis Angers antique appeared arrondissement of Brest Avranches BASSELIN Bayeux beautiful Bertrand Du Guesclin Bocage Bretagne Breton bride Brittany Caen called carved castle cathedral CHAMPTOCÉ charming château cheer church of St Clisson Cornouaille costume crown Dame Dinan Duchess Anne Duke English eyes FAIRY OF ARGOUGES fear feet fête Fontenelle formerly France French Garaye gardens gold Guesclin heard heart heiress hill Iann Kéroulaz Kerthomaz lady leagues legend Lehon Liré Loire looked lord magnificent Michel midst Mont St Mortain Nantes neighbourhood night Norman Normandy ornamented Oudon passed peasants picturesque poet Pontorson pretty priest prisoners racter remains remarkable Rennes Retz rich river road rocks round ruins saint sand Saumur scene scenery seemed seen shore side songs stone streets thee thou tion tower town trees Tréguier TRISTAN AND YSEULT Vaux village Vire walk walls wood young Yseult
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Página 254 - Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides, Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world...
Página 76 - Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame, I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart : I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.
Página 319 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Página 103 - Thrice happy he, who by some shady grove, Far from the clamorous world, doth live his own ; Though solitary, who is not alone, But doth converse with that eternal Love.
Página 180 - Nay now, pretty heiress, — hold, Know'st thou Fontenelle by sight?" — " No, but I have heard it told He is fierce and fell as night ; And I hear my nurses say That he steals young maids away ! Ay ! and more than all the rest, That he loves an heiress best.
Página 255 - Thou hadst been betrothed and wed, Wed to Manna, fairest maid, She to whom thy vows were paid : Then thou wouldst have lived to see Children climbing round thy knee, Children with their merry din Letting joy and pleasure in.
Página 341 - She is speaking of St. Sebastian on the Loire :— " This wu a spot formerly held in great reverence, and the scene of much monkish mummery on occasion of presenting a gigantic candle to the patron saint, which was placed in a boat instead of a mast, and was borne with infinite ceremony to the church of St. Sebastian.
Página 305 - When I left the house of my father I was only twelve years old — when I followed my beloved student, my dear Abaylard. ' When I went to Nantes with my dear student, Heaven can tell I knew no language but Breton. ' All I knew, 0 my God ! was to say my prayers when I was at home, little, in my father's house. ' But now I am learned — very learned in all lore. The language of the Franks, and Latin, I know — and I can read and write well. ' Yes, I can read in the book of the Gospels, and write...
Página 255 - I swiftly go, Rise upon thy wings of snow, Fly far o'er the stormy sea, Bid my son return to me. Fly where battle's thunders sound, Gaze with piercing eye around, Go — midst carnage fierce and wild, Bring me tidings of my child !" " 'Tis my mother's dove I see Wont amidst the wood to be ; Now he...
Página 330 - Beauty is best in a body that hath rather dignity of presence, than beauty of aspect. The beautiful prove accomplished, but not of great spirit ; and study, for the most part, rather behaviour than virtue. 64. The best part of beauty is that which a picture cannot express.