Arliss's Literary collectionsJ. Arliss, 1825 - 358 頁 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 42 筆
第 6 頁
... brought to the duke , where he sought For a pardon , as fearing he had set him at nought ; But his highness he said , " Thou'rt a jolly bold blade , Such a frolic before , I think , never was play'd . ' Then his highness bespoke him a ...
... brought to the duke , where he sought For a pardon , as fearing he had set him at nought ; But his highness he said , " Thou'rt a jolly bold blade , Such a frolic before , I think , never was play'd . ' Then his highness bespoke him a ...
第 6 頁
... brought to the duke , where he sought For a pardon , as fearing he had set him at nought ; But his highness he said , ' Thou'rt a jolly bold blade , Such a frolic before , I think , never was play'd . ' Then his highness bespoke him a ...
... brought to the duke , where he sought For a pardon , as fearing he had set him at nought ; But his highness he said , ' Thou'rt a jolly bold blade , Such a frolic before , I think , never was play'd . ' Then his highness bespoke him a ...
第 42 頁
... brought up with every in- dulgence which this excess of fondness could draw forth . She early contracted an inti- mate friendship with Agnes , the daughter of a widow lady , who had been left with a numerous family , and lived in the ...
... brought up with every in- dulgence which this excess of fondness could draw forth . She early contracted an inti- mate friendship with Agnes , the daughter of a widow lady , who had been left with a numerous family , and lived in the ...
第 43 頁
John Arliss. found himself greatly mistaken . In due time she brought him a son . He now hoped that the career of folly would be at an end , and flattered himself that her attention would naturally be turned to so interesting an object ...
John Arliss. found himself greatly mistaken . In due time she brought him a son . He now hoped that the career of folly would be at an end , and flattered himself that her attention would naturally be turned to so interesting an object ...
第 44 頁
... brought to such a crisis . While she could not re- press a sensation of conscious shame , she at the same time knew not how to act , as it would be so humiliating to make the matter known to any of her fashionable acquain- tances . She ...
... brought to such a crisis . While she could not re- press a sensation of conscious shame , she at the same time knew not how to act , as it would be so humiliating to make the matter known to any of her fashionable acquain- tances . She ...
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第 160 頁 - But I have lived, and have not lived in vain : My mind may lose its force, my blood its fire, And my frame perish even in conquering pain, But there is that within me which shall tire Torture and Time, and breathe when I expire...
第 345 頁 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
第 159 頁 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
第 159 頁 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow. Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
第 159 頁 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
第 194 頁 - ASK me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose, For in your beauty's orient deep . These flowers, as in their causes, sleep. Ask me no more whither do stray The golden atoms of the day, For, in pure love, heaven did prepare Those powders to enrich your hair. Ask me no more...
第 159 頁 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him ; But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him ! But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring, And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing.
第 76 頁 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon ; Yes, but for these, and these alone, Some moments, ay, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the tyrant's power ; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by death revealed!
第 177 頁 - Me wrangling courts, and stubborn law, To smoke, and crowds, and cities draw: There selfish faction rules the day, And pride and avarice throng the way; Diseases taint the murky air, And midnight conflagrations glare; Loose Revelry, and Riot bold, In frighted streets their orgies hold ; Or, where in silence all is drowned, Fell Murder walks his lonely round ; No room for peace, no room for you, Adieu, celestial Nymph, adieu!
第 76 頁 - And — but for that sad shrouded eye, That fires not, wins not, weeps not now, And but for that chill changeless brow, Where cold Obstruction's apathy Appals the gazing mourner's heart...