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Pagina 8
... thee well ! " " I saw Heringford in the village , " said Mat , " not half an hour since . " " He is safely now locked up , ” replied Andrew , " with Curts as a guard ; we shall not take his life until 8 ELLERTON CASTLE .
... thee well ! " " I saw Heringford in the village , " said Mat , " not half an hour since . " " He is safely now locked up , ” replied Andrew , " with Curts as a guard ; we shall not take his life until 8 ELLERTON CASTLE .
Pagina 10
... hours rapidly away ; Spenton remaining bound in the next room , and Curts diligently on guard without . The hour of twilight was passed ; darkness crept on ; the stars shot forth , one after the other ; the night breeze rustled cold ...
... hours rapidly away ; Spenton remaining bound in the next room , and Curts diligently on guard without . The hour of twilight was passed ; darkness crept on ; the stars shot forth , one after the other ; the night breeze rustled cold ...
Pagina 12
... hour , for a bright sun shone forth from above , beneath whose beams it soon would disappear . As Heringford pursued his walk through the church - yard , he encountered Sir Richard Ellerton and Andrew Westrill , walking slowly towards ...
... hour , for a bright sun shone forth from above , beneath whose beams it soon would disappear . As Heringford pursued his walk through the church - yard , he encountered Sir Richard Ellerton and Andrew Westrill , walking slowly towards ...
Pagina 14
... hour of that fleeting childhood's time , that Beatrice could rise from her grave - clothes and her mouldering dust , to be again a child , -to love her Richard as of old she loved , that I might sit with her upon this grave , and tell ...
... hour of that fleeting childhood's time , that Beatrice could rise from her grave - clothes and her mouldering dust , to be again a child , -to love her Richard as of old she loved , that I might sit with her upon this grave , and tell ...
Pagina 20
... and a lesson I've learned , That man's lips and his heart run contrary ! " " Then in future be wise , answer only his eyes , For they cannot mislead thee , my Mary ! " HAL . EVENING . OH ! at the silent hour , when 20 LOVE'S EYES .
... and a lesson I've learned , That man's lips and his heart run contrary ! " " Then in future be wise , answer only his eyes , For they cannot mislead thee , my Mary ! " HAL . EVENING . OH ! at the silent hour , when 20 LOVE'S EYES .
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Termeni și expresii frecvente
angel appear APPIANI art thou Banquo beautiful beneath Carnwood character child Cicely CLAUDIA Curts dark dear death dream earth Edward Ellerton EMILIA Emilia Galotti eyes father fear feel flowers Galotti gaze genius glorious glory Gotthold Ephraim Lessing grave Guastalla Hamlet hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Heringford honour hope hour human Ignatius Loyola Jessamine Jove Kate Westrill king King's College lady Lisette live look Lord Marinelli Mat Maybird MEDON mind morning mother nature never night noble Novalis o'er ODOARDO once passage passed Pergolese poet present PRINCE PROMETH reader replied rose Sabionetta scene SCHN seemed Shakspeare Silvan Simon Byre Sir Richard sleep smile sorrow soul Spenton spirit stood sweet tears tell thee things thou thought Vermont voice wandered weeping Willie Bats words young
Pasaje populare
Pagina 192 - I loved Ophelia: forty thousand brothers Could not with all their quantity of love, Make up my sum.
Pagina 253 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields or waves or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? what ignorance of pain?
Pagina 299 - The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course, Chief nourisher in life's feast, — Lady M. What do you mean? Macb. Still it cried "Sleep no more!" to all the house: "Glamis hath murder'd sleep, and therefore Cawdor Shall sleep no more: Macbeth shall sleep no more.
Pagina 252 - Lay her i' the earth : And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring ! I tell thee churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.
Pagina 301 - 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.
Pagina 480 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Pagina 297 - Glamis thou art, and Cawdor, and shalt be What thou art promised. Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness To catch the nearest way. Thou wouldst be great, Art not without ambition, but without The illness should attend it. What thou wouldst highly That wouldst thou holily; wouldst not play false, And yet wouldst wrongly win.
Pagina 191 - Remember thee! Yea, from the table of my memory I'll wipe away all trivial fond records, All saws of books, all forms, all pressures past, That youth and observation copied there...
Pagina 230 - tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now ; if it be not now, yet it will come : the readiness is all : Since no man, of aught he leaves, knows, what is't to leave betimes ?
Pagina 479 - Is man no more than this ? Consider him well : Thou owest the worm no silk, the beast no hide, the sheep no wool, the cat no perfume : — Ha ! here's three...