Compton Audley; or, Hands not heartsRichard Bentley, 1841 - 281 էջ |
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... death - bed might remember his vic- tories among his good works . The memory of the contests , the sight of those who had survived the destruction of the battle field , associated as all was with the du- ties of religious worship , was ...
... death - bed might remember his vic- tories among his good works . The memory of the contests , the sight of those who had survived the destruction of the battle field , associated as all was with the du- ties of religious worship , was ...
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... death the sun rose with unusual splendour . Dudley had watched all night by his bedside . The beams fell upon his beautiful countenance pale as alabaster . " Constance , " said the dying boy , as he fondly took her hand , " we must part ...
... death the sun rose with unusual splendour . Dudley had watched all night by his bedside . The beams fell upon his beautiful countenance pale as alabaster . " Constance , " said the dying boy , as he fondly took her hand , " we must part ...
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... us , and not only presses us as a burden , but crushes as a blow . " . So writes Samuel Johnson on the death of his mother ; and who of my readers does not feel the weight and truth of this obser- vation 36 COMPTON AUDLEY .
... us , and not only presses us as a burden , but crushes as a blow . " . So writes Samuel Johnson on the death of his mother ; and who of my readers does not feel the weight and truth of this obser- vation 36 COMPTON AUDLEY .
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... death . We hear every hour of it arresting the progress of the young , by casu- alty , pestilence , or sickness - or consigning the more advanced in age to " that bourne from whence no traveller returns . " It presents it- self to us ...
... death . We hear every hour of it arresting the progress of the young , by casu- alty , pestilence , or sickness - or consigning the more advanced in age to " that bourne from whence no traveller returns . " It presents it- self to us ...
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... death , as it were , amidst life , startles and affrights the more by the contrast . Sir Alex- ander , Lady Margaret , his sister Constance , and his companion , Dudley Ravensworth , felt , as Alfred expired , stunned ; so terrible and ...
... death , as it were , amidst life , startles and affrights the more by the contrast . Sir Alex- ander , Lady Margaret , his sister Constance , and his companion , Dudley Ravensworth , felt , as Alfred expired , stunned ; so terrible and ...
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Էջ 110 - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy!
Էջ 12 - May the great God whom I worship, grant to my country, and for the benefit of Europe in general, a great and glorious victory, and may no misconduct in any one tarnish it, and may humanity after victory be the predominant feature in the British fleet!
Էջ 133 - ... tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight hours that yield no more their former hope of rest; "Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath.
Էջ 205 - A WET sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sail And bends the gallant mast ; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While like the eagle free Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...
Էջ 189 - SOLDIER'S DREAM Our bugles sang truce — for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep and the wounded to die.
Էջ 110 - And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
Էջ 16 - There was a day when they were young and proud, Banners on high, and battles pass'd below ; But they who fought are in a bloody shroud, And those which waved are shredless dust ere now, And the bleak battlements shall bear no future blow.
Էջ 128 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Էջ 113 - Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last; One speaks the glory of the British queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes; At every word a reputation dies.
Էջ 70 - It has a strange quick jar upon the ear, That cocking of a pistol, when you know A moment more will bring the sight to bear Upon your person, twelve yards off, or so; A gentlemanly distance, not too near, If you have got a former friend or foe ; But, after being fired at once or twice, The ear becomes more Irish, and less nice.