The Last of the Cavaliers. [By Rose Piddington.], Zväzok 3Richard Bentley, 1859 |
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Strana 19
... child no longer , but her own very self , conscious , even in sleep , of the transformation which had cast childish things far behind . Their careless steps had led them through the waving , sunny woods- how familiar the rich fragrance ...
... child no longer , but her own very self , conscious , even in sleep , of the transformation which had cast childish things far behind . Their careless steps had led them through the waving , sunny woods- how familiar the rich fragrance ...
Strana 27
... children of the Covenant . " " Hold your cursed cant , with a murrain on you ! " cried Drummond , who was as usual in ... child of the devil , an apostate bound for perdition , when we are both here with the same hope and for the same ...
... children of the Covenant . " " Hold your cursed cant , with a murrain on you ! " cried Drummond , who was as usual in ... child of the devil , an apostate bound for perdition , when we are both here with the same hope and for the same ...
Strana 52
... child , who still held her listless hand , saw the ex- pression which accompanied this ejaculation — the wild , uplifted eye - he was half scared . " Alice , dearie , ye hae been a'maist fleyed to death ; ye maun gang hame , or ye'll ...
... child , who still held her listless hand , saw the ex- pression which accompanied this ejaculation — the wild , uplifted eye - he was half scared . " Alice , dearie , ye hae been a'maist fleyed to death ; ye maun gang hame , or ye'll ...
Strana 69
... child ! Shall these things be , while one brave man is left in this his native land to shed his blood to gainsay them ? Not so ! I cannot read within your breasts to judge betwixt the true and the false - on your own heads be the honour ...
... child ! Shall these things be , while one brave man is left in this his native land to shed his blood to gainsay them ? Not so ! I cannot read within your breasts to judge betwixt the true and the false - on your own heads be the honour ...
Strana 72
... child , " I am silent , as becomes me , amongst men who take clamour for loyalty , and vulgar rant for the advocacy of prudent and statesmanlike measures . I have nothing to urge either for or against projects in which I have not had ...
... child , " I am silent , as becomes me , amongst men who take clamour for loyalty , and vulgar rant for the advocacy of prudent and statesmanlike measures . I have nothing to urge either for or against projects in which I have not had ...
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Alice Alice's Allan Johnstone answer arms asked Athol auld beautiful beneath Blair Athol Blair Castle blood brave breast breath brother brow Cameronian canna cheek Claverhouse Cowgate dark dead dear dearie death door Drummond Dunbarton Dundee's Dunfermline Earl of Glencarrig Elsie Eppie exclaimed eyes face fear fingers Flora frae gentlemen girl grief half hand hast head heart Heatherfield Heaven Herries Highland honour hour Jacobite Janet Jock knew lassie laugh leave letter lips look Lord Dundee Lord Glencarrig mair maun mind Morison mother Neil Maclean never night Norman Scott Ogilvie once passion poor puir rapier replied rose round Sassenach Scotland seemed sister sleep smile soldier sorrow soul speak stood sword tears tell thee thing thou thought tion turned viscount Viscount Dundee voice Whig woman words wounded ye hae young
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Strana 277 - No more by thee my steps shall be, For ever and for ever. Flow, softly flow, by lawn and lea, A rivulet then a river: No where by thee my steps shall be, For ever and for ever.
Strana 56 - Away to the hills, to the caves, to the rocks, Ere I own an usurper, I'll couch with the fox ; And tremble, false Whigs, in the midst of your glee ; You have not seen the last of my bonnet and me...
Strana 110 - Had I but died an hour before this chance, I had lived a blessed time; for from this instant There's nothing serious in mortality: All is but toys: renown and grace is dead ; The wine of life is drawn, and the mere lees Is left this vault to brag of.
Strana 179 - And onely thinke on that before them set. Ne from thenceforth doth any fleshly sense, Or idle thought of earthly things...
Strana 22 - I am one, my liege, Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world Have so incensed, that I am reckless what I do, to spite the world.
Strana 218 - Early in years, and yet more infantine In figure, she had something of sublime In eyes which sadly shone, as seraphs' shine. All youth — but with an aspect beyond time; Radiant and grave — as pitying man's decline ; Mournful — but mournful of another's crime, She look'd as if she sat by Eden's door, And grieved for those who could return no more.
Strana 239 - See— oh, never more, my comrades, Shall we see that falcon eye Redden with its inward lightning, As the hour of fight drew nigh! Never shall we hear the voice that, Clearer than the trumpet's call, Bade us strike for king and country, Bade us win the field, or fall!
Strana 252 - Ben se' crudel, se tu già non ti duoli, pensando ciò ch'al mio cor s'annunziava; e se non piangi, di che pianger suoli? Quando siamo presi da passione, vorremmo che tutti partecipassero al nostro dolore, e ci fa male la vista delle persone indifferenti. Una madre del popolo che teme ucciso il figliuolo, va correndo per le vie forsennata chiedendo alla gente: l'avete veduto? quasi tutti sapessero di chi parli o di che...
Strana 163 - Elle n'attendait pas un second avenir : Elle ne languit pas de doute en esperance, Et ne disputa pas sa vie a la souffrance ; Elle but d'un seul trait le vase de douleur ; Dans sa premiere larme elle noya son...