Romance and Reality, Volume 3H. Colburn and R. Bentley, 1831 |
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... soon despatched . The negro then shewed Lorraine to his sleeping- room , almost deafening him with apologies . It is a good sign when servants take the credit of their master's house so much to heart . An ROMANCE AND REALITY .
... soon despatched . The negro then shewed Lorraine to his sleeping- room , almost deafening him with apologies . It is a good sign when servants take the credit of their master's house so much to heart . An ROMANCE AND REALITY .
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... sleep . The floor had been laid with heath and goat- skins , and on them more comfortable bedding than a traveller ... sleeping soundly , even , as the newspapers say , " under circumstances of the greatest excitement . " He was awakened ...
... sleep . The floor had been laid with heath and goat- skins , and on them more comfortable bedding than a traveller ... sleeping soundly , even , as the newspapers say , " under circumstances of the greatest excitement . " He was awakened ...
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... Gradually the sounds became inarticulate , the heavy glittering lash rested on the cheek , her head made a natural pillow of the ilex ' trunk , and Lorraine saw evidently that she was sleep- ing . ROMANCE AND REALITY . 13.
... Gradually the sounds became inarticulate , the heavy glittering lash rested on the cheek , her head made a natural pillow of the ilex ' trunk , and Lorraine saw evidently that she was sleep- ing . ROMANCE AND REALITY . 13.
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Letitia Elizabeth Landon. and Lorraine saw evidently that she was sleep- ing . To withdraw as quietly as possible ... sleep is as transient as it is uncertain ; but the country round is well worth a stranger's attention , and Cæsar is ...
Letitia Elizabeth Landon. and Lorraine saw evidently that she was sleep- ing . To withdraw as quietly as possible ... sleep is as transient as it is uncertain ; but the country round is well worth a stranger's attention , and Cæsar is ...
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... passing the night , especially a night that looked to such a morning . They sat down on one of the mat- tresses - tired , but afraid to sleep — and very thankful that they had been half suffocated by their cloaks 36 ROMANCE AND REALITY .
... passing the night , especially a night that looked to such a morning . They sat down on one of the mat- tresses - tired , but afraid to sleep — and very thankful that they had been half suffocated by their cloaks 36 ROMANCE AND REALITY .
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Page 109 - How charming is divine Philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Page 317 - There the wicked cease from troubling; And there the weary are at rest. There the prisoners are at ease together ; They hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
Page 41 - For why ? because the good old rule Sufficeth them, — the simple plan, That they should take, who have the power, And they should keep, who can.
Page 247 - ... spirit languishes only for a nearer commune with the Creator, — blame me not too harshly for my mortal wishes, nor think that my faith was the less sincere because it was tinted in the most unchanging dyes of the human heart, and indissolubly woven with the memory of the dead ! Often from our weaknesses our strongest principles of conduct are born; and from the acorn which a breeze has wafted springs the oak which defies the storm.
Page 173 - I see the dagger-crest of Mar, I see the Moray's silver star, Wave o'er the cloud of Saxon war, That up the lake comes winding far ! To hero bound for battle-strife, Or bard of martial lay, 'Twere worth ten years of peaceful life, One glance at their array ! XVI.
Page 183 - More than accustom'd gladness in her air. Ah ! the heart overacts its part; its mirth, Like light, will all too often take its birth Mid darkness and decay ; those smiles that press, Like the gay crowd round, are not happiness : For peace broods quiet on her dovelike wings, And this false gaiety a radiance flings, Dazzling but hiding not; and some who dwelt Upon her meteor beauty, sadness felt; Its very brilliance spoke the fever'd breast; Thus glitter not the waters when at rest.
Page 232 - l'absence diminue les mediocres passions, et augmente les grandes, comme le vent eteint les bougies et alume le feu.
Page 161 - Yet the charmed spell Which summons man to high discovery Is ever vocal in the outward world, Though they alone may hear it who have hearts Responsive to its tone. The gale of spring, Breathing sweet balm over the western waters, Called forth that gifted old adventurer To seek the perfumes of spice-laden winds Far in the Indian isles.
Page 313 - Fitter art thou with that untroubled voice To comfort us than to be comforted. Prisoner. This cell hath taught me many a hidden thing. I have become acquainted with my soul Through midnight silence, and through lonely days Silent as midnight. I have found therein A well of waters undisturbed and deep, Of sustenance, refreshment, and repose.
Page 288 - Now for a welcome Able to draw men's envies upon man : A kiss now that will hang upon my lip, As sweet as morning dew upon a rose, And full as long...