The Discarded Son: Or, Haunt of the Banditti. A Tale ...Printed at the Minerva Press, for Lane, Newman, and Company, 1807 - 348 pagini |
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Pagina 3
... trust in him . As the sun will again look forth , in all his beauty , upon these now streaming fields ; as the clouds which veil the heavens will be dis- persed , so will I hope for the restoration of prosperity , and the dispersion of ...
... trust in him . As the sun will again look forth , in all his beauty , upon these now streaming fields ; as the clouds which veil the heavens will be dis- persed , so will I hope for the restoration of prosperity , and the dispersion of ...
Pagina 14
... trust .... nay , more , I doubt not we shall be able to retain . " " 2 " And if we should , " eagerly cried his wife , clasping his hands in her's , and looking full in his face , “ oh ! my dear friend , though the roof that sheltered ...
... trust .... nay , more , I doubt not we shall be able to retain . " " 2 " And if we should , " eagerly cried his wife , clasping his hands in her's , and looking full in his face , “ oh ! my dear friend , though the roof that sheltered ...
Pagina 26
... trust , render any further watching unnecessary , " answered Munro . CHAP . II . " Heav'n has to all allotted , soon or late , Some lucky revolutions of their fate , Whose motions , if we watch and guide with skill , ( For human good ...
... trust , render any further watching unnecessary , " answered Munro . CHAP . II . " Heav'n has to all allotted , soon or late , Some lucky revolutions of their fate , Whose motions , if we watch and guide with skill , ( For human good ...
Pagina 35
... trust , neigh- bour Stubbs , will ever exist between us , for I like thee much ; thou art a man of a pleasant countenance , and thy discourse also is pleasant : why wilt not thou and thy spouse let me and my wife have more of thy compa ...
... trust , neigh- bour Stubbs , will ever exist between us , for I like thee much ; thou art a man of a pleasant countenance , and thy discourse also is pleasant : why wilt not thou and thy spouse let me and my wife have more of thy compa ...
Pagina 38
... trust in him , and I am sure Captain Munro does . He may seem to forsake them for a sea- son , in order to try them ; for trials are , ' tis said for the heart , like what the furnace is for gold , necessary to pu- rify it ; but he will ...
... trust in him , and I am sure Captain Munro does . He may seem to forsake them for a sea- son , in order to try them ; for trials are , ' tis said for the heart , like what the furnace is for gold , necessary to pu- rify it ; but he will ...
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Pagina 119 - Some say no evil thing that walks by night. In fog or fire, by lake or moorish fen, Blue meagre hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, That breaks his magic chains at curfew time, No goblin or swart faery of the mine, Hath hurtful power o'er true virginity.
Pagina 283 - Whose bright succession decks the varied year; Whatever sweets salute the northern sky With vernal lives, that blossom but to die; These here disporting own the kindred soil, Nor ask luxuriance from the planter's toil; While sea-born gales their gelid wings expand To winnow fragrance round the smiling land.
Pagina 57 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Pagina 26 - Believe me, royal youth, thy fruit must be, Or gather'd ripe, or rot upon the tree. Heav'n has to all allotted, soon or late, Some lucky revolution of their fate...
Pagina 302 - And higher than that wall a circling row Of goodliest trees, loaden with fairest fruit, Blossoms and fruits at once of golden hue, Appear'd, with gay enamell'd colours mix'd...
Pagina 80 - A combination and a form, indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man: This was your husband.
Pagina 96 - What then remains, but, after past annoy, To take the good vicissitude of joy? To thank the gracious gods for what they give, Possess our souls, and while we live, to live? Ordain we then two sorrows to combine, And in one point the extremes of grief to join; That thence resulting joy may be renew'd, As jarring notes in harmony conclude.
Pagina 312 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Pagina 271 - This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, And to the nightingale's complaining notes Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
Pagina 98 - O lay me, ye that see the light, near some rock of my hills! let the thick hazels be around, let the rustling oak be near. Green be the place of my rest; let the sound of the distant torrent be heard.