The Novels and Romances of Anna Eliza Bray ..., Zväzok 4Longman, Brown, Green, and Longmans, 1845 |
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Strana 4
... woman of that name in former times was murdered on this spot . Her ghost is still averred to haunt it ; though I confess I have never yet seen the apparition . But perhaps the country hours we keep may be the reason . For what ghost ...
... woman of that name in former times was murdered on this spot . Her ghost is still averred to haunt it ; though I confess I have never yet seen the apparition . But perhaps the country hours we keep may be the reason . For what ghost ...
Strana 14
... woman called Mary , sometime Queen of England , who offered , as the idolaters did of old , to Moloch the sacrifices of human blood by fire , I , and many of our race , fled the land . I had lost all my well - earned gains by ...
... woman called Mary , sometime Queen of England , who offered , as the idolaters did of old , to Moloch the sacrifices of human blood by fire , I , and many of our race , fled the land . I had lost all my well - earned gains by ...
Strana 18
... woman , who clingeth to her husband as the tendril to the vine ; but in a man it is the reproof of shame , and the fool layeth open his fear . Fear nothing , but trust in the providence of God , for he careth for all his people ; and of ...
... woman , who clingeth to her husband as the tendril to the vine ; but in a man it is the reproof of shame , and the fool layeth open his fear . Fear nothing , but trust in the providence of God , for he careth for all his people ; and of ...
Strana 26
... woman Mary , it was Sir Hugh Fitz who first began my ruin . He used his turns and his quibbles of the law to bear down the poor Jew , in a suit that I had in the courts , till I was obliged to fly the country , else should I have ...
... woman Mary , it was Sir Hugh Fitz who first began my ruin . He used his turns and his quibbles of the law to bear down the poor Jew , in a suit that I had in the courts , till I was obliged to fly the country , else should I have ...
Strana 27
... woman I fear is deadly . ' 99 " Bring her the price of the silver ore , " said Standwich , " and she will be satisfied . She is trusted by her companions , and with them she deals justly ; you have more cause to fear Sir Richard Esdale ...
... woman I fear is deadly . ' 99 " Bring her the price of the silver ore , " said Standwich , " and she will be satisfied . She is trusted by her companions , and with them she deals justly ; you have more cause to fear Sir Richard Esdale ...
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amongst Andrew Morton arms bear beauty Benjamin Betsy Grimbal blood bosom Brent Tor called Captain Noseworthy Captain Standwich child circumstances countenance cried Sir Hugh cried Standwich Cuthbert Cuthbert Mayne danger dare dark Dartmoor daughter death deep Devon door Elizabeth exclaimed eyes father fear feelings Fitz-ford George Standwich give hand head hear heart heaven Holwell honour hope horse hour hung husband instantly John Page Judge Glanville Kilworthy knew Lady Fitz Lady Howard Lady Slanning letter Levi Lidford live look manner Margaret Master Barnabas May-day means mind miserable Mistress Alice Morwel never night old Sir Hugh once outlaw pass pixies prisoner Queen rendered replied Standwich rock seemed seen SHAKSPEARE shew Sir Hugh Fitz Sir John Fitz Sir Nicholas Slanning sorrow speak spirit stood Tavistock tell thee things Thomas Morley thou thought turned unhappy whilst wife woman wood words young
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Strana 334 - tis slander, Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile ; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Strana 305 - Though we must all die, as the woman of Tekoa said, and are as water spilt upon the ground...
Strana 28 - Surely the churning of milk bringeth forth butter, and the wringing of the nose bringeth forth blood: so the forcing of wrath bringeth forth strife.
Strana 405 - The doctrine declared in the second commandment that the sins of the fathers shall be visited on the children was a matter of faith to those to whom it was given.
Strana 365 - O, sir, to wilful men, The injuries, that they themselves procure, Must be their schoolmasters : Shut up your doors ; He is attended with a desperate train ; And what they may incense him to, being apt To have his ear abus'd, wisdom bids fear. Corn. Shut up your doors, my lord ; 'tis a wild night : My Regan counsels well : come out o
Strana 166 - O, it is monstrous! monstrous! Methought, the billows spoke, and told me of it; The winds did sing it to me; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounc'd The name of Prosper; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i" the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Strana 304 - As the Lord liveth, and as thy soul liveth, there is but a step between thee and death!
Strana 414 - That, though he had heard his grandmother tell the story of Glanville passing the sentence on his own child, it was not, even in her time, considered true." Of Frank Glanville, one of the sons of the Judge, who is mentioned in the novel, so interesting a tale is told that, although a little longer than I could wish for a note, I cannot resist the desire I feel to give it.
Strana 216 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Strana 90 - My friend said he wu convinced he knew the author; and, taking one of my letters relative to our intended journey from his pocket, asked him if he did not recognise the writing." For I from fair to fair resort, And pay to each my amorous court, In hopes at last a maid to find, The best, the fairest of her kind. Thus from the hive the insect flies, And soars o'er flowers of thousand dyes : But, when the sweetest strikes his view, Ho shuts its wings, and sips its dew.