The nocturnal minstrel; or, The spirit of the wood, 第 2 卷1810 |
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... Gertrude , " cried the Ba- ron , for it was the Baron , her husband , that now pressed her to his bursting , throbbing heart , " my life's best , dearest treasure ! treasure ! look up - look at thy Fitzwal- ter THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL . 93.
... Gertrude , " cried the Ba- ron , for it was the Baron , her husband , that now pressed her to his bursting , throbbing heart , " my life's best , dearest treasure ! treasure ! look up - look at thy Fitzwal- ter THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL . 93.
第 94 頁
Eleanor Sleath. treasure ! look up - look at thy Fitzwal- ter . Ah ! why so pale ? Oh , save her- save her , " exclaimed he , " fly - fly ! un- used of late to joy , this sudden tide , rush- ing thus unexpectedly upon her senses , is too ...
Eleanor Sleath. treasure ! look up - look at thy Fitzwal- ter . Ah ! why so pale ? Oh , save her- save her , " exclaimed he , " fly - fly ! un- used of late to joy , this sudden tide , rush- ing thus unexpectedly upon her senses , is too ...
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Eleanor Sleath. sumed the Baron , " and look around you ; behold you aught now that resembles the ghost of your husband ? " " Heavens ! " exclaimed the Baroness , " what is it that I see ? a figure in com- plete armour ! Ah ! ( recoiling ) ...
Eleanor Sleath. sumed the Baron , " and look around you ; behold you aught now that resembles the ghost of your husband ? " " Heavens ! " exclaimed the Baroness , " what is it that I see ? a figure in com- plete armour ! Ah ! ( recoiling ) ...
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... look of deep contrition , " that with your forgiveness I could recover also your esteem . Oh ; what a friend have I lost ! by my own fault too , my own folly . " " Do not deem itimpossible but you may some time recover it , " said the ...
... look of deep contrition , " that with your forgiveness I could recover also your esteem . Oh ; what a friend have I lost ! by my own fault too , my own folly . " " Do not deem itimpossible but you may some time recover it , " said the ...
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... a language far more eloquent than tongue could utter . The Earl , with a look of the most re- spectful , though tender admiration , has- tened tened to raise her from her posture ; and then 180 THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL .
... a language far more eloquent than tongue could utter . The Earl , with a look of the most re- spectful , though tender admiration , has- tened tened to raise her from her posture ; and then 180 THE NOCTURNAL MINSTREL .
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第 113 頁 - From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
第 113 頁 - BREATHES there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land ! Whose heart hath ne'er within him burn'd, As home his footsteps he hath turn'd, From wandering on a foreign strand...
第 50 頁 - A palmer's amice wrapped him round, With a wrought Spanish baldric bound, Like a pilgrim from beyond the sea: His left hand held his Book of Might, A silver cross was in his right; The lamp was placed beside his knee.
第 135 頁 - To man below, beneath the heav'n ; It is not fantasy's hot fire, Whose wishes soon as granted die ; It liveth not in fierce desire, With dead deaiie it doth not die.