Lara,: A Tale. Jacqueline, a TaleJ. Murray, ..., By T. Davison, 1814 - 136 páginas |
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... waved his parting hand Each trace wax'd fainter of his course , till all Had nearly ceased his memory to recall . His sire was dust , his vassals could declare , ' Twas all they knew , that Lara was not there ; 30 Nor sent , nor came he ...
... waved his parting hand Each trace wax'd fainter of his course , till all Had nearly ceased his memory to recall . His sire was dust , his vassals could declare , ' Twas all they knew , that Lara was not there ; 30 Nor sent , nor came he ...
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... waving of his shaken plume Glanced like a spectre's attributes , and gave His aspect all that terror gives the grave . 200 XII . ' Twas midnight - all was slumber ; the lone light Dimm'd in the lamp , as loth to break the night . Hark ...
... waving of his shaken plume Glanced like a spectre's attributes , and gave His aspect all that terror gives the grave . 200 XII . ' Twas midnight - all was slumber ; the lone light Dimm'd in the lamp , as loth to break the night . Hark ...
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... waving banner , and the clapping door , The rustling tapestry , and the echoing floor ; The long dim shadows of surrounding trees , The flapping bat , the night song of the breeze ; Aught they behold or hear their thought appals As ...
... waving banner , and the clapping door , The rustling tapestry , and the echoing floor ; The long dim shadows of surrounding trees , The flapping bat , the night song of the breeze ; Aught they behold or hear their thought appals As ...
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... . And they are gone - but Ezzelin is there , With thoughtful visage and imperious air ; But long remain'd not ; ere an hour expired He waved his hand to Otho , and retired . XXIX . 630 The crowd are gone , the revellers Canto I. 45 LARA .
... . And they are gone - but Ezzelin is there , With thoughtful visage and imperious air ; But long remain'd not ; ere an hour expired He waved his hand to Otho , and retired . XXIX . 630 The crowd are gone , the revellers Canto I. 45 LARA .
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... waved his hand on high , And shook - why sudden droops that plumed crest ? The shaft is sped - the arrow's in his breast ! That fatal gesture left the unguarded side , And Death hath stricken down yon arm of pride . The word of triumph ...
... waved his hand on high , And shook - why sudden droops that plumed crest ? The shaft is sped - the arrow's in his breast ! That fatal gesture left the unguarded side , And Death hath stricken down yon arm of pride . The word of triumph ...
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accents appear'd beneath blood bosom breast breath brow calm Cantos caught cheek chieftain D'Arcy dark deeds dread dream earth Eighth Edition faint falchion fame fate fear feel feudal fix'd forget gather gaz'd gaze glance gloomy gone grave grew grief guest half hall hate hath haughty heard heart hour Jacqueline Kaled Kaled's knew knighthood land Lara's hand light link'd look look'd LORD BYRON lov'd lute mirth mix'd morn ne'er night not-but numbers o'er once Otho Otho's pass'd perchance Pierre Poem pride rais'd remain'd rest round scarce scene seem'd seemed Serf shone sigh silent Sir Ezzelin Small 8vo smile snatch soul spirit spoke steed stranger strife tale tears thee thence THOMAS CAMPBELL thou thought thro told tongue turn'd Twas Lara twere vassals voice WALTER SCOTT waved Whate'er Whitefriars wild WILLIAM GIFFORD words wound youth
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Página 15 - All was so still, so soft in earth and air, You scarce would start to meet a spirit there ; Secure that nought of evil could delight To walk in such a scene, on such a night...
Página 25 - With more capacity for love than earth Bestows on most of mortal mould and birth...
Página 51 - Night wanes — the vapours round the mountains curl'd, Melt into morn, and Light awakes the world. Man has another day to swell the past, And lead him near to little, but his last ; But mighty Nature bounds as from her birth, The sun is in the heavens, and life on earth ; Flowers in the valley, splendour in the beam, Health on the gale, and freshness in the stream. Immortal man ! behold her glories shine, And cry, exulting inly,
Página 8 - A high demeanour, and a glance that took Their thoughts from others by a single look ; And that sarcastic levity of tongue, The stinging of a heart the world hath stung...
Página 25 - There was in him a vital scorn of all : As if the worst had fall'n which could befall, He stood a stranger in this breathing world, An erring spirit from another hurl'd...
Página 14 - It was the night — and Lara's glassy stream The stars are studding, each with imaged beam : So calm, the waters scarcely seem to stray, And yet they glide like happiness away...
Página 101 - Oh ! she was good as she was fair. None— none on earth above her ! As pure in thought as angels are, To know her was to love her.
Página 4 - The unwonted faggots' hospitable blaze; And gay retainers gather round the hearth, With tongues all loudness, and with eyes all mirth. The chief of Lara is return'd again: And why had Lara cross'd the bounding main ? Left by his sire, too young such loss to know, Lord of himself; — that heritage of woe, That fearful empire which the human breast But holds to rob the heart within of rest!— VOL.