The Lusitanian [ed. by W.H.G. Kingston].

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William Henry G. Kingston
 

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Pagina 60 - Aquelle, que despois a fez Rainha, As espadas banhando, e as brancas flores, Que ella dos olhos seus regadas tinha, Se encarniçavam, fervidos e irosos, No futuro castigo não cuidosos.
Pagina 316 - Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Pagina 98 - It was evidently necessary to fight, although Massena had seventy thousand veterans, and lord Wellington could only bring about fifty thousand men into line, more than half of which were untried soldiers. The consequences of such a battle were not, however, to be estimated by the result on the field. The French general might indeed gain every thing by a victory ; but, if defeated, his powerful cavalry and the superior composition and experience of his army would prevent it from being very injurious...
Pagina 48 - Time's onward-rolling tide May never bear me, dearest, to thy side. I would forget ; Alas ! I strive in vain : in dreams, in dreams, The radiance of thy glance upon me beams ; No star has met My gaze for years whose beauty doth not shine, Whose look of speechless love is not like thine. The evening air — Soft witness of the floweret's fragrant death — Strays not so sweetly to me as thy breath ; The moonlight fair On snowy waste sleeps not with sweeter ray Than thy clear memory on my heart's decay....
Pagina 72 - Steals softly through the night, To wanton with the winding stream, And kiss reflected light. To beds of state go balmy sleep (Tis where you've seldom been), May's vigil while the shepherds keep With Kate of Aberdeen.
Pagina 60 - Vós, ó concavos valles, que pudestes A voz extrema ouvir da boca fria, O nome do seu Pedro que lhe ouvistes, Por muito grande espaço repetistes!
Pagina 316 - BOY 0 SAY what is that thing call'd Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ; What are the blessings of the sight, O tell your poor blind boy ! You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; 1 feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere always...
Pagina 23 - ... frightened with a dismal howling cry of a woman from above, and imagined the monster to be there : but quickly rousing up his courage, he drew his sword, and having reached the top, * This most romantic and interesting rock is crowned by a pingularly quaint structure, half monastic and half castellated.
Pagina 72 - ... appeared at an interval of generations and centuries from the actors, and the circumstances connected with the events. The drama has generally been acted and concluded before the curtain that concealed the machinery has been raised, or the costume assumed by the performers has been laid aside. Here we have the full revelation of events in progress — of objects yet in prospect only — the interpretation of facts of the deepest import not understood before — and the full developement of vast...
Pagina 56 - Pois o nao tens a morte escura della: Mova-te a piedade sua e minha, Pois te nao move a culpa, que nao tinha.

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