The Adventures of Captain Bonneville [and] Bracebridge HallCollier, 1904 - 732 páginas |
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Términos y frases comunes
Abencerrages alchemist American Fur Company ancient Annette Antonio appeared band beautiful beaver Blackfeet Bracebridge brought buffalo camp Captain Bonneville chief companions course Crow danger delight dogs Dolph Don Ambrosio door encamped endeavored eyes fancy father favorite feelings fire fond free trappers friends gentleman girl Granada Green River Hall hand head heard heart Honfleur horses Hudson's Bay Company hunters hunting Indians Inez kind Lady Lillycraft length lodge look lover Master Simon mind Moorish morning mountains neighborhood neighboring never Nez Perces night old Christy once party passed plain poor Portneuf Ready-Money Jack Rocky Mountains round savage scene seemed seen Shoshonie Slingsby Snake River soon spirit Squire Squire's story stream talk tender thought Tibbets tion took trap travelers trees tribe turned valley village warriors whole wild wilderness wind Wind River Mountains window worthy Wyeth young
Pasajes populares
Página 382 - Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, The rain is over and gone ; The flowers appear on the earth ; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle is heard in our land ; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, And the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Página 564 - UNDER THE GREENWOOD TREE' UNDER the greenwood tree Who loves to lie with me, And turn his merry note Unto the sweet bird's throat; Come hither, come hither, come hither: Here shall he see No enemy But winter and rough weather. Who doth ambition shun And loves to live i...
Página 600 - The sodger from the wars returns, The sailor frae the main ; But I hae parted frae my love, Never to meet again, My dear ; Never to meet again. W'hen day is gane, and night is come, And a...
Página 411 - I was still feverish, and was obliged to keep within doors all day, in an inn of the small town of Derby. A wet Sunday in a country inn ! — whoever has had the luck to experience one can alone judge of my situation. The rain pattered against the casements ; the bells tolled for church with a melancholy sound.
Página 630 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down, the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Página 443 - Knowing the good Squire's hobby, therefore, I have not been surprised...
Página 699 - They declare that they have heard him, in stormy weather, in the midst of the turmoil, giving orders in low Dutch for the piping up of a fresh gust of wind, or the rattling off of another thunder-clap.
Página 362 - ... is new. I pictured to myself a set of inhabitants and a mode of life for every habitation that I saw, from the aristocratical mansion, amidst the lordly repose of stately groves and solitary parks, to the straw-thatched cottage, with its scanty garden and its cherished woodbine. I thought I never could be sated with the sweetness and freshness of a country so completely carpeted with verdure; where every air breathed of the balmy pasture, and the honeysuckled hedge.
Página 419 - Twas plain, then, he was no radical, but a faithful subject; one that grew loyal over his bottle, and was ready to stand by king and constitution, when he could stand by nothing else. But who could he be! My conjectures began to run wild. Was he not some personage of distinction travelling incog.? "God knows!" said I, at my wit's end; "it may be one of the royal family, for aught I know, for they are all stout gentlemen!
Página 412 - ... fowls crowded together under a cart, among which was a miserable, crest-fallen cock, drenched out of all life and spirit ; his drooping tail matted, as it were, into a single feather, along which the water trickled from his back ; near the cart was a...