Tales of Wonder

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Bulmer, 1801 - 482页

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第32页 - Thus artists melt the sullen ore of lead, With heaping coals of fire upon its head ; In the kind warmth the metal learns to glow, And, loose from dross, the silver runs below.
第25页 - ' And hail, my son," the reverend sire replied ; Words follow'd words, from question answer flow'd, And talk of various kind deceiv'd the road ; Till each with other pleas'd, and loth to part, While in their age they differ, join in heart : Thus stands an aged elm in ivy bound, Thus youthful ivy clasps an elm around.
第20页 - So shall the fairest face appear, When youth and years are flown: Such is the robe that kings must wear, When death has reft their crown.
第102页 - Hoarse he bays with hideous din, Eyes that glow, and fangs that grin : And long pursues, with fruitless yell, The father of the powerful spell.
第22页 - The worms they crept in, and the worms they crept out. And sported his eyes and his temples about. While the spectre addressed Imogine. "Behold me, thou false one! behold me!
第35页 - Yet, spite of all that Nature did To make his uncouth form forbid, This creature dar'd to love. He felt the charms of Edith's eyes, Nor wanted hope to gain the prize, Could ladies look within...
第17页 - I, by twenty sail attended, Did this Spanish town affright; Nothing then its wealth defended But my orders not to fight. Oh! that in this rolling ocean I had cast them with disdain, And obeyed my heart's warm motion To have quelled the pride of Spain!
第102页 - The dust of the prophetic maid. Facing to the northern clime, Thrice he traced the Runic rhyme; Thrice pronounced, in accents dread, The thrilling verse that wakes the dead; Till from out the hollow ground Slowly breathed a sullen sound.
第32页 - And forc'd his guests to morning draughts of wine, Has, with the cup, the graceless custom lost, And still he welcomes, but with less of cost.* " The mean, suspicious wretch, whose...
第44页 - To advance his suit, the further from her love. Wearied at length, and wanting remedy, He doubted oft, and oft resolved to die : But pride stood ready to prevent the blow ; For who would die to gratify a foe ? His generous mind disdain'd so mean a fate ; That pass'd, his next endeavour was to hate.

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