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Pagina 66
... young man stooped , picked up a handful of the figs , and , mingled as they were with dust , threw them into the magistrate's face . The officer retired , amidst the hootings of the multi- tude , whilst the young man , placing himself ...
... young man stooped , picked up a handful of the figs , and , mingled as they were with dust , threw them into the magistrate's face . The officer retired , amidst the hootings of the multi- tude , whilst the young man , placing himself ...
Pagina 85
... young man , striving to hide his bitterness of feeling in carelessness of tone . " Ah ! is it so ? " pursued the old gentleman , turning his mild and merry grey eye signifi- cantly upon the other's face ; " Why love her , then ? " The young ...
... young man , striving to hide his bitterness of feeling in carelessness of tone . " Ah ! is it so ? " pursued the old gentleman , turning his mild and merry grey eye signifi- cantly upon the other's face ; " Why love her , then ? " The young ...
Pagina 94
... young woman , to whom he put tho question- " Did a young girl enter here , a little while ago ? " " Yes , sir , " was the reply , with a look of surprise . " Can I see her ? " " Yes , sir ; walk in . " This was said after a slight ...
... young woman , to whom he put tho question- " Did a young girl enter here , a little while ago ? " " Yes , sir , " was the reply , with a look of surprise . " Can I see her ? " " Yes , sir ; walk in . " This was said after a slight ...
Pagina 95
... young girl arose and stepped to the window . " Where is he ? " she asked . " That is the old man , across the street . He seems looking for some one ; he came out of the house opposite . " " Ah ! who can he be ? There , he has stopped ...
... young girl arose and stepped to the window . " Where is he ? " she asked . " That is the old man , across the street . He seems looking for some one ; he came out of the house opposite . " " Ah ! who can he be ? There , he has stopped ...
Pagina 109
... young flowers that glow on the altar of love ! to do firmly . There was a spice of vanity in her composition , for we cannot call that pride which prefers fashionable dress and dependence to self - relying effort . Two weeks before the ...
... young flowers that glow on the altar of love ! to do firmly . There was a spice of vanity in her composition , for we cannot call that pride which prefers fashionable dress and dependence to self - relying effort . Two weeks before the ...
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Pagina 198 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Pagina 198 - 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.— But hark!
Pagina 198 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips — "The foe, they come! they come!" And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
Pagina 20 - Dark lowers the tempest overhead, The roaring torrent is deep and wide!' And loud that clarion voice replied. Excelsior! 'O stay,' the maiden said, 'and rest Thy weary head upon this breast!
Pagina 19 - The village smithy stands; The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Pagina 198 - 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...
Pagina 247 - The twilight hours, like birds, flew by, As lightly and as free ; Ten thousand stars were in the sky, Ten thousand on the sea : , For every wave with dimpled face, That leaped upon the air, Had caught a star in its embrace And held it trembling there.
Pagina 125 - His happy home, the ground. To left and right, The cuckoo told his name to all the hills; The mellow ouzel fluted in the elm; The redcap whistled; and the nightingale Sang loud, as tho
Pagina 275 - All strength — all terror, single or in bands, That ever was put forth in personal form — Jehovah — with his thunder, and the choir Of shouting Angels, and the empyreal thrones — I pass them unalarmed.
Pagina 198 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...