The fortunes of Perkin Warbeck, by the author of 'Frankenstein'. |
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Pagina 40
... soul of maternal tenderness . Ah ! were I a cottager , " she continued , though bereft of my husband , I should collect my young ones round me , and forget sorrow . I should toil for them , and they would learn to toil for me . How ...
... soul of maternal tenderness . Ah ! were I a cottager , " she continued , though bereft of my husband , I should collect my young ones round me , and forget sorrow . I should toil for them , and they would learn to toil for me . How ...
Pagina 41
... soul for ever ; my soul is in them ! Will not my son respect the sacred yearnings of his mother's heart ? " Touched , penetrated by this exordium , the tearful boy pro- mised attention and obedience . Elizabeth sat on a low tomb ...
... soul for ever ; my soul is in them ! Will not my son respect the sacred yearnings of his mother's heart ? " Touched , penetrated by this exordium , the tearful boy pro- mised attention and obedience . Elizabeth sat on a low tomb ...
Pagina 56
... soul also go on her journey to the unknown land , to which almost all those to whom he had been linked during his past existence had preceded him . He was rescued by a charitable friar from this sad state - his wound was dressed - life ...
... soul also go on her journey to the unknown land , to which almost all those to whom he had been linked during his past existence had preceded him . He was rescued by a charitable friar from this sad state - his wound was dressed - life ...
Pagina 71
... soul spoke in them ; his brow slightly scowled , pending over , and even thus early , lines were delved in it , hardly seen when he was in repose , but which , as he spoke , showed deep and distorted ; his smile was tinctured by a sneer ...
... soul spoke in them ; his brow slightly scowled , pending over , and even thus early , lines were delved in it , hardly seen when he was in repose , but which , as he spoke , showed deep and distorted ; his smile was tinctured by a sneer ...
Pagina 73
... soul in his countenance . Frion was close upon them before he was per- ceived by either , his eyes glimmering with their usual suspicious look . The artless Richard started , and would with a conscious mien have drawn back ; but ...
... soul in his countenance . Frion was close upon them before he was per- ceived by either , his eyes glimmering with their usual suspicious look . The artless Richard started , and would with a conscious mien have drawn back ; but ...
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The Fortunes of Perkin Warbeck, by the Author of 'Frankenstein' Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2019 |
The Fortunes of Perkin Warbeck: A Romance Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 1857 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 361 - Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face, And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace.
Pagina 222 - Not for the world: why, man, she is mine own; And I as rich in having such a jewel As twenty seas, if all their sand were pearl, The water nectar, and the rocks pure gold.
Pagina 213 - There was a Power in this sweet place, An Eve in this Eden; a ruling grace Which to the flowers did they waken or dream, Was as God is to the starry scheme. A Lady, the wonder of her kind, Whose form was upborne by a lovely mind Which, dilating, had moulded her mien and motion Like a sea-flower unfolded beneath the ocean...
Pagina 295 - That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster...
Pagina 411 - Unless another master-hand like Carleton's should appear, it is in his pages, and his alone, that future generations must look for the truest and fullest picture of the Irish peasantry, who will ere long have passed away from the troubled land, and from the records of history."— Edinburgh Review, Oct.
Pagina 305 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...