Cooper's Novels, Volym 20Stringer and Townsend, 1852 |
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Sida 78
... fisherman , being both scanty and of the meanest materials . Still there was a naturally noble and frank intelligence in his bold eye and prominent features , while the bare arms and naked legs exhibited a muscle and proportion , which ...
... fisherman , being both scanty and of the meanest materials . Still there was a naturally noble and frank intelligence in his bold eye and prominent features , while the bare arms and naked legs exhibited a muscle and proportion , which ...
Sida 79
... fisherman no patron ? I suppose the sirocco hath been tossing the waters of the bay , and thy nets are empty .-- Hold ! thou art my foster - brother , and thou must not want . " The fisherman drew back with dignity , refusing the gift ...
... fisherman no patron ? I suppose the sirocco hath been tossing the waters of the bay , and thy nets are empty .-- Hold ! thou art my foster - brother , and thou must not want . " The fisherman drew back with dignity , refusing the gift ...
Sida 80
... bless God , and be thankful ! " 66 Worthy fisherman , the doge himself might envy this resignation . It is often easier to endure the loss than the life of a child , Antonio ! ” " Signore , no boy of mine ever caused me 80 THE BRAVO .
... bless God , and be thankful ! " 66 Worthy fisherman , the doge himself might envy this resignation . It is often easier to endure the loss than the life of a child , Antonio ! ” " Signore , no boy of mine ever caused me 80 THE BRAVO .
Sida 81
... fisherman riveted his look on the marble countenance of his auditor , wistfully en deavoring to trace the effect of his words . But au there was cold , unanswering , and void of human sympathy . The soulless , practised , and specious ...
... fisherman riveted his look on the marble countenance of his auditor , wistfully en deavoring to trace the effect of his words . But au there was cold , unanswering , and void of human sympathy . The soulless , practised , and specious ...
Sida 82
... fisherman , one trained to the oar and toil , and the heir of an ancient house ? Go to , presuming man , and remember thy condi- tion , and the difference that God hath made between our children . " " Mine never gave me sorrow but the ...
... fisherman , one trained to the oar and toil , and the heir of an ancient house ? Go to , presuming man , and remember thy condi- tion , and the difference that God hath made between our children . " " Mine never gave me sorrow but the ...
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66 Signore Agata Annina answered Antonio art thou beneath blessed boat Bravo Bridge of Sighs Bucentaur Calabrian canals canst Cardinal Secretary Carlo Carmelite companion concealed council countenance daughter doge Doge of Venice doge's palace Don Camillo Monforte Donna Florinda Donna Violetta door Dost thou duty eccellenza entered errand exclaimed Father Anselmo favor fear feelings felucca fisherman Frontoni galleys Gelsomina Gino girl glance gondola hand happy Hast thou hath heard heart holy honor hope hour illustrious Jacopo justice lady Lagunes Lido look manner Mark mask master mayest monk Neapolitan noble palace passed patricians Piazzetta pleasure prayers prince prison quay regatta republic returned Rialto Roderigo San Teodoro secret senate Signor Gradenigo Signor Soranzo speak Stefano stranger thee thine Thou art thou hast Thou knowest thou wilt thou would'st Tiepolo tion truth Venetian Venice voice wish young youth
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Sida 9 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Sida 157 - PRISONER OF CHILLON. MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears: My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...
Sida 111 - He who observes it, ere he passes on, Gazes his fill, and comes and comes again, That he may call it up, when far away. She sits, inclining forward as to speak, Her lips half-open, and her finger up, As though she said