Eugene Aram: A Tale, Volume 1
Baudry's Foreign Library, 1832 - 487 pagina's
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affection answered appeared Aram Aram's beautiful believe better breath Bunting called calm cause character Clarke conversation Corporal cried dark death deep door earth Ellinor emotion Eugene evidence eyes face fate father fear feel fellow felt give half hand happy head hear heard heart honour hope horse hour Houseman human interest kind least leave less Lester light lips lived look Lord Madeline master means mind nature never night once passed passion pause perhaps person Peter poor present replied rest round scarcely scene seemed seen side smile soul speak spirit Squire step strange stranger Student sure tell thing thought town traveller true turned village voice walk Walter whole window wish young
Pagina 325 - In regions mild of calm and serene air, Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call Earth, and, with low-thoughted care.
Pagina 212 - Not mine own fears, nor the prophetic soul Of the wide world dreaming on things to come...
Pagina 36 - Or let my lamp at midnight hour Be seen in some high lonely tower, Where I may oft out-watch the Bear...
Pagina 439 - Lay her i' the earth : And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring ! I tell thee churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.
Pagina 469 - Time goes by turns, and chances change by course, From foul to fair, from better hap to worse. The sea of Fortune doth not ever flow ; She draws her favours to the lowest ebb ; Her tides have equal times to come and go; Her loom doth weave the...
Pagina 229 - there's a great deal to be said on both sides of the question.
Pagina 362 - My father's spirit in arms ! all is not well; I doubt some foul play: 'would, the night were come! Till then sit still, my soul: Foul deeds will rise, Though all the earth o'erwhelm them, to men's eyes.
Pagina 325 - Thee I revisit now with bolder wing, Escaped the Stygian pool, though long detained In that obscure sojourn, while in my flight, Through utter and through middle darkness borne...
Pagina 343 - MADE a posy, while the day ran by : Here will I smell my remnant out, and tie My life within this band.