Forty years in the world; or, Sketches and tales of a soldier's life, by the author of Fifteen years in India, 第 3 卷
讀者評論 - 撰寫評論
其他版本 - 查看全部
able answered appeared Arden asked attention beautiful believe body called changes character charming cheer comfortable Conamore considered continued course daughter dear deep describe effect Emily England enjoy enter excite face father feel felt fortune girl give Hall hand happy head hear heard heart honour hope human interest Irish Jack kind lady leave length light Lionel live London look Lord Malony manner means ment Mick mind mother Nabob nature never night object passed person pleasure poor possession present produced received respect round seat seemed seen shilling short soon sorrow soul spirit standing story sweet tell thing thou thought tion town turned wealth whole wife wish young
第 11 頁 - If by your art, my dearest father, you have Put the wild waters in this roar, allay them : The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch, But that the sea, mounting to the welkin's cheek, Dashes the fire out. O ! I have suffered With those that I saw suffer : a brave vessel, Who had no doubt some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces.
第 289 頁 - Know, all the good that individuals find, Or God and nature meant to mere mankind, Reason's whole pleasure, all the joys of sense, Lie in three words, health, peace, and competence But health consists with temperance alone ; And peace, oh virtue ! peace is all thy own.
第 36 頁 - Rejoice the soul of thy servant : for unto thee, O Lord, do I lift up my soul.
第 37 頁 - Existence may be borne, and the deep root Of life and sufferance make its firm abode In bare and desolated bosoms ; mute The camel labours with the heaviest load, And the wolf dies in silence...
第 261 頁 - Where the bee sucks, there suck I ; In a cowslip's bell I lie : There I couch*. When owls do cry, '} \ On the bat's back I do fly, After summer, merrily : Merrily, merrily, shall I live now, Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
第 227 頁 - Then before All they stand — the holy vow And ring of gold, no fond illusions now, Bind her as his. Across the threshold led, And every tear kissed off as soon as shed, His house she enters — there to be a light Shining within, when all without is night ; A guardian- angel o'er his life presiding, Doubling his pleasures, and his cares dividing...
第 244 頁 - Woe to the youth whom Fancy gains, Winning from Reason's hand the reins, Pity and woe ! for such a mind Is soft, contemplative, and kind ; And woe to those who train such youth, And spare to press the rights of truth...
第 120 頁 - Ay me ! for aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, i; ' The course of true love never did run smooth ; But, either it was different in blood, — Her.
第 171 頁 - And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence? How the dear object from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love? Unequal task! a passion to resign, For hearts so touch'd, so pierc'd, so lost as mine. Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state, How often must it love, how often hate! How often hope, despair, resent, regret, Conceal, disdain, — do all things but forget.