Eugene Aram: A Tale, Volume 1Baudry's Foreign Library, 1832 - 487 pagina's |
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Pagina 46
... replied Aram . " When I was a boy , I went once to a theatre . The tragedy of Hamlet was per- formed a play full of the noblest thoughts , the subtlest morality , that exists upon the stage . The audience list- ened with attention ...
... replied Aram . " When I was a boy , I went once to a theatre . The tragedy of Hamlet was per- formed a play full of the noblest thoughts , the subtlest morality , that exists upon the stage . The audience list- ened with attention ...
Pagina 53
... replied apologetically , but his uncle turned away with a greater appearance of anger than his placid features were wont to exhibit ; and Walter , cursing the innocent cause of his uncle's displeasure towards him , took up his fishing ...
... replied apologetically , but his uncle turned away with a greater appearance of anger than his placid features were wont to exhibit ; and Walter , cursing the innocent cause of his uncle's displeasure towards him , took up his fishing ...
Pagina 57
... replied Walter ; " I am weary of the thoughts they produce in me , and long for any diversion or excitement . " " Ay , ay , young man ! The mind is restless at your age - have a care . Perhaps you long to visit the world- to quit these ...
... replied Walter ; " I am weary of the thoughts they produce in me , and long for any diversion or excitement . " " Ay , ay , young man ! The mind is restless at your age - have a care . Perhaps you long to visit the world- to quit these ...
Pagina 70
... replied Madeline , slightly blushing to find her- self made the narrator of a story , " some forty years ago this woman , so gaunt and hideous now , was the beauty of vere . 66 the village . She married an Irish 70 EUGENE ARAM .
... replied Madeline , slightly blushing to find her- self made the narrator of a story , " some forty years ago this woman , so gaunt and hideous now , was the beauty of vere . 66 the village . She married an Irish 70 EUGENE ARAM .
Pagina 72
... replied Madeline , slightly blushing to find her- self made the narrator of a story , " some forty years ago this woman , so gaunt and hideous now , was the beauty of vere . the village . She married an Irish soldier 70 EUGENE ARAM .
... replied Madeline , slightly blushing to find her- self made the narrator of a story , " some forty years ago this woman , so gaunt and hideous now , was the beauty of vere . the village . She married an Irish soldier 70 EUGENE ARAM .
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
affection Aram's Augh beautiful bless breast breath brooklet Bunting calm character choly Clarke Corporal Corporal's countenance Courtland cried Daniel Clarke dark Darkmans door dread Earl earth Ellinor Elmore emotion English peasant Eugene Aram eyes face fate father fear feel felt gaze Goody Grassdale hand happy hear heard heart Heaven honour hope horse hour Houseman Jacobina Knaresborough Knaresbro larned leave Lester light lips lived look Lord Madeline Madeline's Manor-house marriage master melan mind murder nature neighbour never night once pale passed passion pause perhaps Pertinax Peter Dealtry poor quiet racter replied rest round scarcely scene seemed Sir Peter sister smile solitary soul speak spirit spot Squire stood strange stranger Student tell thing thought tion tone town turned uncon uttered village voice walk Walter Walter smiling window woman words young
Populaire passages
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 441 - 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 471 - 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.