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... father's menials taught me to hate her who had borne me in the womb ; in vain they branded her with the names of infamy . I pitied and forgave my mother , and applied their lessons against her destroyer . As a boy , I could have killed ...
... father's menials taught me to hate her who had borne me in the womb ; in vain they branded her with the names of infamy . I pitied and forgave my mother , and applied their lessons against her destroyer . As a boy , I could have killed ...
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... suffer wrong , and that which comes still nearer to the heart , of a father to the fatherless , the protector and guardian of the orphan's right ; seeing this , and knowing that the great and upright judge has but MELTON DE MOWBRAY . 111.
... suffer wrong , and that which comes still nearer to the heart , of a father to the fatherless , the protector and guardian of the orphan's right ; seeing this , and knowing that the great and upright judge has but MELTON DE MOWBRAY . 111.
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... fathers would be so unfashionably attentive ! " and his affections certainly warmed towards the parent who had preoccupied a post envied by a host of admirers ; while the mother and daughter were still in the front , and the father ...
... fathers would be so unfashionably attentive ! " and his affections certainly warmed towards the parent who had preoccupied a post envied by a host of admirers ; while the mother and daughter were still in the front , and the father ...
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... father of the gods , this did not prevent a strong resemblance to the cloud - compelling almighty Jove . As we are not writing to heathens , and , as the history of pagan gods and goddesses is no longer the exclusive study of our ...
... father of the gods , this did not prevent a strong resemblance to the cloud - compelling almighty Jove . As we are not writing to heathens , and , as the history of pagan gods and goddesses is no longer the exclusive study of our ...
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... father ? he has forgotten his promise ; the smell of those lamps will make me faint , it is impossible to wait . Mr. De Mowbray , it is almost too bad to impose so grave an office , but will you take charge of Lady Helen until we meet ...
... father ? he has forgotten his promise ; the smell of those lamps will make me faint , it is impossible to wait . Mr. De Mowbray , it is almost too bad to impose so grave an office , but will you take charge of Lady Helen until we meet ...
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Melton de Mowbray, Or, the Banker's Son: A Novel Volume, Volumen 3 William Henry 1791-1878 De Merle No hay ninguna vista previa disponible - 2016 |
Melton de Mowbray; Or, the Banker's Son [By W.H. Merle] William Henry Merle,Melton De Mowbray No hay ninguna vista previa disponible - 2015 |
Términos y frases comunes
amidst asked Mowbray beauty Bere Bere's better Blankisle's blessed Boltville Bowman bray calm carriage cried Mowbray dark daughter dear boy dear Melton death door dream Dublin exclaimed eyes fancy father fear feelings felt forget forgive gaze gentle grace Grosvenor Square hand happiness head heard heart heaven honour hope horse hour John de Mowbray la Bere Lady Blankisle Lady de Mowbray Lady Helen Fawndove laugh light lips living Lombard Street looked marchioness marquess Martha Melton de Mowbray mind mother Mowbray's never night noble once opened passed poor pray reader replied scarcely seat seemed silence Sir Charles Sir John Sir Launcelot Sir Melton smile Somerset sorrow speak spirit Stilton stood tell thing Thomas Bowman thought thousand tion tone touched truth turned voice watched wish woman words Wurzel young
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Página 303 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow'd to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
Página 303 - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
Página 83 - The thirsty earth soaks up the rain, And drinks, and gapes for drink again. The plants suck in the earth, and are With constant drinking fresh and fair. The sea itself, which one would think Should have but little need of drink, Drinks twice ten thousand rivers up, So fill'd that they o'erflow the cup.
Página 83 - Drinks up the sea, and when he's done, The Moon and Stars drink up the Sun: They drink and dance by their. own light, They drink and revel all the night: Nothing in Nature's sober found, But an eternal health goes round.
Página 181 - Dreams are but interludes which fancy makes ; When monarch reason sleeps, this mimic wakes : Compounds a medley of disjointed things, A mob of cobblers, and a court of kings : Light fumes are merry, grosser fumes are sad : Both are the reasonable soul run mad : And many monstrous forms in sleep we see, That neither were, nor are, nor e'er can be.
Página 69 - Thames ! the most loved of all the Ocean's sons, By his old sire, to his embraces runs, Hasting to pay his tribute to the sea, Like mortal life to meet eternity ; Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber, and their gravel gold * : His genuine and less guilty wealth t' explore, Search not his bottom, but survey his shore, O'er which he kindly spreads his spacious wing, And hatches plenty for th...
Página 69 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Página 177 - No, let me rather gaze, for ever gaze, And bless the new-born glories that adorn thee ; " From every blush, that kindles in thy cheeks, " Ten thousand little loves and graces spring " To revel in the roses — 't wo' not be,
Página 274 - The shepherd drives his fainting flock Beneath the covert of a rock, And seeks refreshing rivulets nigh : The Sylvans to their shades retire, Those very shades and streams new shades and streams require, And want a cooling breeze of wind to fan the raging fire.
Página 211 - Tis with a single hair pull'd out. Others believe no voice t' an organ So sweet as lawyer's in his bar-gown, Until with subtle cobweb-cheats They're catch'd in knotted law like nets : In which, when once they are imbrangled, The more they stir the more they're tangled ; 20 And while their purses can dispute, There's no end of th