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... youth - her beauty - and her health To treasure in their Bachanalian wealth . And there was one mid that exulting throng Who wandered weakly , mournfully along , Her brow was clouded and her azure eye Look'd not in gladness on that ...
... youth - her beauty - and her health To treasure in their Bachanalian wealth . And there was one mid that exulting throng Who wandered weakly , mournfully along , Her brow was clouded and her azure eye Look'd not in gladness on that ...
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... youth . He was thoughtful and abstracted , riding silently by the side of the maiden , who more than once attempted to dis- pel the gloom which hung over the gallant . It gave way indeed to the influence of her gentle voice ; but it was ...
... youth . He was thoughtful and abstracted , riding silently by the side of the maiden , who more than once attempted to dis- pel the gloom which hung over the gallant . It gave way indeed to the influence of her gentle voice ; but it was ...
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... youth took the lady's hand in his , and pressed it warmly and frequently to his lips . Elspeth looked on in amazement at the familiarity of in- tercourse in which her lady indulged her cousin , and which was equally repugnant to her ...
... youth took the lady's hand in his , and pressed it warmly and frequently to his lips . Elspeth looked on in amazement at the familiarity of in- tercourse in which her lady indulged her cousin , and which was equally repugnant to her ...
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... " Again do 1 defy thee . ' Thy blood be on thy head then . Smite the braggart to the dust . " The word was barely uttered when the upraised arm of one who stood behind the youth buried a dirk in 20 SIR MAURICE AND LADY LILIAS .
... " Again do 1 defy thee . ' Thy blood be on thy head then . Smite the braggart to the dust . " The word was barely uttered when the upraised arm of one who stood behind the youth buried a dirk in 20 SIR MAURICE AND LADY LILIAS .
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one who stood behind the youth buried a dirk in his bosom . He reeled to the earth , tried with dimming eye to scan the features of Lilias as she lay still prostrate on the ground , and then casting his eyes upwards , murmured out ...
one who stood behind the youth buried a dirk in his bosom . He reeled to the earth , tried with dimming eye to scan the features of Lilias as she lay still prostrate on the ground , and then casting his eyes upwards , murmured out ...
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Seite 163 - Avaunt ! and quit my sight ! let the earth hide thee! Thy bones are marrowless, thy blood is cold ; Thou hast no speculation in those eyes Which thou dost glare with ! Lady M.
Seite 116 - Like one, that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head; Because he knows, a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Seite 231 - The fig-tree — not that kind for fruit renowned, But such as, at this day, to Indians known, In Malabar or Decan spreads her arms Branching so broad and long that in the ground The bended twigs take root, and daughters grow About the mother tree, a pillared shade High overarched, and echoing walks between : There oft the Indian herdsman, shunning heat, Shelters in cool, and tends his pasturing herds At loop-holes cut through thickest shade.
Seite 215 - When a young man, I travelled in foreign lands, and was exposed to many temptations ; but when I would have yielded, that same hand was upon my head, and I was saved. I seemed to feel its pressure as in the days of my happy infancy, and sometimes there came with it a voice in my heart, a voice that must be obeyed — ' 0, do not this wickedness, my son, nor sin against thy God.
Seite 40 - However, in 1813, on my return from the wilds of Guiana, having suffered myself, and learned mercy, I broke in pieces the code of penal laws which the knavery of the gamekeeper and the lamentable ignorance of the other servants had hitherto put in force, far too successfully, to thin the numbers of this poor, harmless, unsuspecting tribe.
Seite 222 - I NEVER cast a flower away, The gift of one who cared for me — A little flower — a faded flower — But it was done reluctantly. I never looked a last adieu To things familiar, but my heart Shrank with a feeling almost pain, Even from their lifelessness to part. I never spoke the word
Seite 216 - For no loud voice replied. That eve, I knelt me down in woe, And said a lonely prayer, Yet, still my temples seemed to glow, As if that hand were there.
Seite 5 - shirt trees, fifty feet high. The Indians cut off cylindrical pieces two feet in diameter, from which they peel the red and fibrous bark, without making any longitudinal incision. This bark affords them a sort of garment which resembles a sack of a very coarse texture, and without a seam. The upper opening serves for the head, and two lateral holes are cut to admit the arms. The natives wear these shirts of Marina in the rainy season...
Seite 231 - Indians once brought me (says she) before I knew that they shone by night, a number of these Lantern-flies, which I shut up in a large wooden box. In the night they made, such a noise that I awoke in a fright, and ordered a light to be brought, not being able to guess from whence the noise proceeded.
Seite 231 - Gyiunosophists enjoy the benefit of the sun's rays in the open air ; and in summer, when the heat becomes excessive, they pass their time in cool and moist places, under large trees ; which according to the accounts of Nearchus, cover a circumference of...