Sandron Hall, Or, The Days of Queen Anne, Volumen 2

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Página 133 - Redressing injury, revenging wrong. To aid the damsel and destroy the caitiff; Opposing singly the united strong. From foreign yoke to free the helpless native; — Alas!
Página 279 - Whom the gods love die young' was said of yore, And many deaths do they escape by this: The death of friends, and that which slays even more — The death of friendship, love, youth, all that is, Except mere breath ; and since the silent shore Awaits at last even those who longest miss The old archer's shafts, perhaps the early grave Which men weep over may be meant to save.
Página 123 - Gul in her bloom? Where the citron and olive are fairest of fruit, And the voice of the nightingale never is mute, Where the tints of the earth, and the hues of the sky, In colour though varied, in beauty may vie...
Página 114 - You must lie in another county, and knit the left garter about the right-legged stocking, let the other garter and stocking alone, and as you rehearse these following verses, at every comma knit a knot : — This knot I knit, To know the thing I know not yet, That I may see The man that shall my husband be : How he goes, and what he wears, And what he does all days and years.
Página 10 - I could not presently learn what the matter was ; at last a young man told me that they were looking for a coal under the root of a plantain, to put under their heads that night, and they should dream who would be their husbands. It was to be...
Página 231 - Love bears within its breast the very germ Of change ; and how should this be otherwise? That violent things more quickly find a term Is shown through nature's whole analogies...
Página 40 - My breast has been all weakness, is so yet; But still I think I can collect my mind; My blood still rushes where my spirit's set, As roll the waves before the settled wind; My heart is feminine, nor can forget— To all, except one image, madly blind; So shakes the needle, and so stands the pole, As vibrates my fond heart to my fix'd soul.
Página 266 - In such a world, so thorny, and where none Finds happiness unblighted, or if found, Without some thistly sorrow at its side...
Página 10 - ... after a coal under the root of a plantain, to put under their heads that night, that they may dream who should be their husbands.
Página 114 - When she came back to the house, she was faint and pale, and went immediately to bed. The next morning she told the porter's wife that she had seen some one close by the hedge in the meadow, which she was sure was young...

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