The banks of the Douro; or, The maid of Portugal, Volym 3Printed at the Minerva Press, for Lane, Newman, 1805 |
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... hand , when she approached the bed - side , saying , as she shook it in a friendly manner , am now quite reconciled to the idea of see- ing you , convinced of your compassionate goodness , and when I am sufficiently reco- vered and have ...
... hand , when she approached the bed - side , saying , as she shook it in a friendly manner , am now quite reconciled to the idea of see- ing you , convinced of your compassionate goodness , and when I am sufficiently reco- vered and have ...
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... the house to which he took me after the play , was a house of ill fame . " When the period arrived , that I was to quit my father's protection , with a trembling C 3 trembling hand I wrote a few lines to him , BANKS OF THE DOURO . 29.
... the house to which he took me after the play , was a house of ill fame . " When the period arrived , that I was to quit my father's protection , with a trembling C 3 trembling hand I wrote a few lines to him , BANKS OF THE DOURO . 29.
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Emily Clark. trembling hand I wrote a few lines to him , saying , that a circumstance too painful for me to explain , forced me to leave him ; and I implored , as he valued his own hap- piness , that he would make no enquiries after me ...
Emily Clark. trembling hand I wrote a few lines to him , saying , that a circumstance too painful for me to explain , forced me to leave him ; and I implored , as he valued his own hap- piness , that he would make no enquiries after me ...
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... hand to write , when the footstep of a man on the stairs , made her lay it down again , concluding it was the doctor , Minette having said he might probably call . A moment ended her suspense ; the door opened , and Lord Conrade stood ...
... hand to write , when the footstep of a man on the stairs , made her lay it down again , concluding it was the doctor , Minette having said he might probably call . A moment ended her suspense ; the door opened , and Lord Conrade stood ...
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... hands , and raising her melting eyes to heaven , faintly murmured- " Now is the measure of my woes completed . Fate has not another misery in store for me : of every comfort at this dread hour bereft . But what do I say , sure these ...
... hands , and raising her melting eyes to heaven , faintly murmured- " Now is the measure of my woes completed . Fate has not another misery in store for me : of every comfort at this dread hour bereft . But what do I say , sure these ...
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Sida 202 - FIdele's grassy tomb, Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew : The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew.
Sida 285 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Sida 33 - And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged nurse, thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
Sida 94 - Of new and appropriate metaphors, expressed with a happy felicity of style, the following may serve as a specimen : Once I was happy • Clear and serene my life's calm current ran While scarce a breezy wish provok'd its tide ; Down the smooth flood the tuneful passions fell In easy lapse, and slumber'd as they pass'd. From this it may be concluded that they were somnambulists, for their progressive motion was not hindered by sleep. One more instance and I have done. Matilda informs her train, that...
Sida 57 - Dark tempest scowling o'er the shorten'd day, And hears, with ear appall'd, the impetuous surge Beneath him thunder! — So, with heart opprest, Alone, reluctant, desolate, and slow, By friendship's cheering radiance now unblest, Along life's rudest path I seem to go; Nor see where yet the anxious heart may rest, That trembling at the past — recoils from future woe!
Sida 227 - To deck the ground where thou art laid. When howling winds, and beating rain, In tempests shake the sylvan cell: Or midst the chace on ev'ry plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell.
Sida 327 - Declining, hide their beauty from the sun, Nor give their spotted bosoms to the gaze Of hasty passenger. On hedge banks the wild germander of a fine azure blue is conspicuous, and the whole surface of meadows is often covered by the yellow crowfoot.
Sida 305 - Must I, an exiled outcast, have A father's curse, a mother's tears ? And leave an aged sire to weep His faithless maid of Donalblayne ? " And wilt thou love me, gentle youth, When these few charms for aye are flown 1 " — " Sweet maid, this heart with love and truth Shall ever beat for thee alone." No footstep stirred, the winds were hushed, Each eye was closed in balmy rest ; To Marion's arms Lord Malcolm rushed, And clasped the trembler to his breast. The vessel swept the dimpled tide, And bounded...
Sida 49 - Glenholme indeed possessed • a form Of majesty with youthful beauty grac'd. He was the soldier's idol ; such a spirit Beam'd from his eyes, his presence, like the sun, Gladden'd beholders hearts.