The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune : a Tale of Real Life, Zväzok 1E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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Strana 14
... render complete justice . I have seen magnificent Naples from its bay in the full blaze of the meridian sun , and watched its varying beauties in the softened tints bestowed by its setting rays ; and Cadiz , lovely Cadiz ! ( the Tassa ...
... render complete justice . I have seen magnificent Naples from its bay in the full blaze of the meridian sun , and watched its varying beauties in the softened tints bestowed by its setting rays ; and Cadiz , lovely Cadiz ! ( the Tassa ...
Strana 16
... render more palatable to me , he qualified by adding that if at the end of two years my wishes remained unchanged on the subject of the naval service , he would no longer oppose them , but use all his interest to introduce me into it ...
... render more palatable to me , he qualified by adding that if at the end of two years my wishes remained unchanged on the subject of the naval service , he would no longer oppose them , but use all his interest to introduce me into it ...
Strana 22
... render homage to that rare phenome- non in these days , a young , a handsome , a splendidly gifted , and yet virtuous actress . Tempted to repair to London , Middleton appeared on the me- tropolitan stage , with a fair portion of ...
... render homage to that rare phenome- non in these days , a young , a handsome , a splendidly gifted , and yet virtuous actress . Tempted to repair to London , Middleton appeared on the me- tropolitan stage , with a fair portion of ...
Strana 37
... rendered her ne- gligent of those adventitious aids which neatness or elegance in person and dress bestows . I was almost heretic enough to fancy she was not half so young or lovely as when I first be- held her on board deck , while the ...
... rendered her ne- gligent of those adventitious aids which neatness or elegance in person and dress bestows . I was almost heretic enough to fancy she was not half so young or lovely as when I first be- held her on board deck , while the ...
Strana 38
... found that there was none against me . To be sure , my friend's hospitality rendered it impossible I should have an eating and drinking bill ; but my lodgings- chambermaid - boots - waiter , all , all were 38 THE STAFF OFFICER ;
... found that there was none against me . To be sure , my friend's hospitality rendered it impossible I should have an eating and drinking bill ; but my lodgings- chambermaid - boots - waiter , all , all were 38 THE STAFF OFFICER ;
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The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Zväzok 1 Oliver Moore Úplné zobrazenie - 1833 |
The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune : a Tale of Real Life, Zväzok 1 Oliver Moore Úplné zobrazenie - 1831 |
The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune : a Tale of Real Life, Zväzok 1 Oliver Moore Úplné zobrazenie - 1831 |
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Strana 1 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Strana 165 - Fie, fie upon her! There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip, Nay, her foot speaks ; her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body.
Strana 173 - Under the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And tune his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat-- Come hither, come hither, come hither! Here shall we see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i' the sun, Seeking the food he eats And pleased with what he gets-- Come hither, come hither, come hither!
Strana 115 - Out of my grief and my impatience, Answer'd neglectingly I know not what, He should, or he should not; for he made me mad, To see him shine so brisk and smell so sweet...
Strana 86 - And let th' aspiring youth beware of love, Of the smooth glance beware; for 'tis too late, When on his heart the torrent softness pours. Then wisdom prostrate lies, and fading fame Dissolves in air away ; while the fond soul, Wrapt in gay visions of unreal bliss, Still paints th' illusive form ; the kindling grace ; Th...
Strana 150 - She never told her love, But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek : she pined in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Strana 11 - Full are thy cities with the sons of Art; And trade, and joy, in every busy street, Mingling are heard; even Drudgery himself, As at the car he sweats, or dusty hews The palace stone, looks gay. Thy crowded ports, Where rising masts an endless prospect yield, With labour burn...
Strana 180 - Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame ? I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.
Strana 123 - tis in my custody. Oth. Ha! lago. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy ; It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on : that cuckold lives in bliss Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger ; But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves ! Oth.
Strana 73 - Tis sweet to hear the watch-dog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; 'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...