Cassell's illustrated readings, Zväzok 1;Zväzok 661875 |
Vyhľadávanie v obsahu knihy
Výsledky 1 - 5 z 69.
Strana 3
... - Turns the sky in the high window blank and reeling- Turns the long light that drops adown the wall- By kind permission of Messrs . Chapman and Hall . Let them touch each other's hands in a fresh They THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN.
... - Turns the sky in the high window blank and reeling- Turns the long light that drops adown the wall- By kind permission of Messrs . Chapman and Hall . Let them touch each other's hands in a fresh They THE CRY OF THE CHILDREN.
Strana 4
... not ( for the wheels in their resounding ) Strangers speaking at the door : Is it likely God , with angels singing round him , Hears our weeping any more ? One of the sinners galloped on , Light as a. ILLUSTRATED READINGS .
... not ( for the wheels in their resounding ) Strangers speaking at the door : Is it likely God , with angels singing round him , Hears our weeping any more ? One of the sinners galloped on , Light as a. ILLUSTRATED READINGS .
Strana 6
... Light as a bullet from a gun ; The other limped as if he had been shot . One saw the Virgin , soon peccavi cried , Had his soul whitewashed all so clever ; When home again he nimbly hied , Made fit with saints to live for ever . In ...
... Light as a bullet from a gun ; The other limped as if he had been shot . One saw the Virgin , soon peccavi cried , Had his soul whitewashed all so clever ; When home again he nimbly hied , Made fit with saints to live for ever . In ...
Strana 16
... light he had , he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door , then cast it down , shook his head , and went on with his work of • affliction . I heard his chains upon his legs as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the ...
... light he had , he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door , then cast it down , shook his head , and went on with his work of • affliction . I heard his chains upon his legs as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the ...
Strana 24
... light in his wife's bedchamber . The good woman came to the window , alarmed at such a knocking , and clattering , and howling at her door so late at night ; and the notary was too deeply ab- sorbed in his own sorrows to observe that ...
... light in his wife's bedchamber . The good woman came to the window , alarmed at such a knocking , and clattering , and howling at her door so late at night ; and the notary was too deeply ab- sorbed in his own sorrows to observe that ...
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Časté výrazy a frázy
arms beneath boat born called captain child church Colonsay cried Darby dear death Don Quixote door Drawn Dryce Edenhall Evadne eyes face fair father fear fell fire followed friar gentleman give hand head hear heard heart heaven honour horse hour Ichabod Ivanhoe John JOSEPH ADDISON king Kite knew lady laugh LAURENCE STERNE light live looked Lord Lord Wilmot Martin Franc master mind morning never night o'er OLIVER GOLDSMITH once passed poor Poyser Prince John PURLOINED LETTER Quiteria replied returned round says seemed shout side silent Sir Guy Sleepy Hollow smile soon soul sound stood strong sweet sword tears tell thee thing thou thought told took tree turned uncle Toby village voice walk watch wife wind word Yorick young Zechariah
Populárne pasáže
Strana 162 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs, were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff, that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Strana 29 - Go, lovely Rose ! Tell her, that wastes her time and me, That now she knows, When I resemble her to thee, How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her that's young And shuns to have her graces spied, That hadst thou sprung In deserts, where no men abide, Thou must have uncommended died. Small is the worth Of beauty from the light retired: Bid her come forth, Suffer herself to be desired, And not blush so to be admired. Then die ! that she The common fate of all things rare May read...
Strana 161 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had changed, nor wished to change, his place.
Strana 230 - GOING TO THE WARS Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind, To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you too shall adore; I could not love thee, dear, so much, Loved I not honour more.
Strana 66 - Such was the wreck of the Hesperus, In the midnight and the snow ! Christ save us all from a death like this On the reef of Norman's Woe ! THE LUCK OF EDENHALL.
Strana 345 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Strana 345 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet.
Strana 162 - Shouldered his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Strana 187 - Never, never more, shall we behold that generous loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an exalted freedom. The unbought grace of life, the cheap defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and heroic enterprise is gone ! It is gone, that sensibility of principle, that chastity of honour, which felt a stain like a wound, which inspired courage whilst it mitigated ferocity,...
Strana 37 - It was with some difficulty that he found the way to his own house, which he approached with silent awe, expecting every moment to hear the shrill voice of Dame Van Winkle. He found the house gone to decay — the roof fallen in, the windows shattered, and the doors off the hinges. A half-starved dog that looked like Wolf was skulking about it.