Rhyme, Romance and Revery

Передняя обложка
Pickering, 1840 - Всего страниц: 403
 

Отзывы - Написать отзыв

Не удалось найти ни одного отзыва.

Избранные страницы

Содержание

Другие издания - Просмотреть все

Часто встречающиеся слова и выражения

Популярные отрывки

Стр. 123 - How am I glutted with conceit of this ! Shall I make spirits fetch me what I please, Resolve me of all ambiguities, Perform what desperate enterprise I will? I'll have them fly to India for gold, Ransack the ocean for orient pearl, And search all corners of the new-found world For pleasant fruits and princely delicates...
Стр. 56 - twixt Now and Then ! This breathing house not built with hands, This body that does me grievous wrong, O'er aery cliffs and glittering sands How lightly then it flashed along : Like those trim skiffs, unknown of yore, On winding lakes and rivers wide, That ask no aid of sail or oar, That fear no spite of wind or tide ! Nought cared this body for wind or weather When Youth and I lived in't together.
Стр. 257 - tis kindled, ne'er can die ; It lives — though treachery and slight To quench the constant flame may try. Like ivy, whese it grows, 'tis seen To wear an everlasting green ; Like ivy, too, 'tis found to cling Too often round a worthless thing...
Стр. 135 - And must thou die, mine own true love? And art thou slain by me ? Thou wert my life, my hope, my all, And I have murder'd thee !" The knight return'd unto his hall, A chang'd and sorrowing man ; And never from that hour, a smile Pass'd o'er his features wan. "Well...
Стр. 84 - Before you had those timber toes, Your love I did allow, But then you know, you stand upon Another footing now!" "O Nelly Gray! O Nelly Gray! For all your jeering speeches, At duty's call I left my legs In Badajos's breaches!
Стр. 134 - Oh, it was not so much to chase the deer Or to brush the dew away, That the baron had left his downy couch, And mounted his courser gray. The baron he loved a maiden bright, Yet she was of lowly race, And he rode to meet her at break of day, As though he had follow'd the chase. The baron he spurr'd his goodly steed, And rode with might and main ; And when he had ridden a mile or two, A deer sprang o'er the plain. Then drew the baron his fatal bow, Swift flew the feathery dart; The arrow it miss'd...
Стр. 133 - IT was Sir Hugh, the baron bold, Rode out at break of morn, With hound, as though to chase the deer, And glittering bugle horn. He rode o'er hill, he rode o'er dale, He rode o'er barren moor, And sprung o'er crags where horse and hound Had never been before. The morn was fair, the sun shone forth, The rivers flash'd like gold, And all was gay that met the eye Of the joyful baron bold. Oh, it was not so much to chase the deer Or to brush the dew away, That the baron had left his downy couch, And mounted...
Стр. 278 - They will assemble round the hearth," thought he, "when the evening falls, and my father will ask, 'Where is Arnaud ?' My brothers and sisters will repeat the question, and when they find that I come not, they will search for me in the wood and by the stream, and their search will be fruitless. My mother will weep, and she will say, ' If my son were living, he would not be absent thus long ; oh, Arnaud, dear Arnaud, where art thou ? Wilt thou return no more to the arms of thy mother ? Alas, we mourn...
Стр. 76 - We agreed eacb to toast our mistresses. Of course I drank the health of my adored Julia in a bumper. I heard a suppressed titter proceed from Herbert Danvers, a conceited young fellow, who had long been an unsuccessful rival of mine. When it came to his turn to give a pledge, he also named the fair Julia. I looked fiercely at him, and he answered me with a look as fierce. All eyes were turned on us...
Стр. 288 - Lightly Arnaud sprang on shore — the boat sailed slowly back — Rosaura mournfully waved her hand, and then was hidden by the closing waters. The day of Arnaud's return was indeed a day of rejoicing to those who had so long wept over his loss. He seemed to re-appear amongst them like one who had long slumbered with the dead, but in pity to their wailings, had left the land of spirits, to revisit once more his earthly companions, and gladden them by his presence. He told the tale of his wondrous...

Библиографические данные