Compton Audley; or, Hands not heartsRichard Bentley, 1841 - 281 ページ |
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Adeliza Almack's appeared arms Ashford Atherley's Avesford ball Barnsley beautiful bell Bibury borough called carriage cold Compton Audley Constance Constance's Cornet countenance Cressingham cried crowd Darval dear dinner Doctor door dress Dudley Ravensworth Dudley's Dunbar Eau de Cologne entered exclaimed eyes fair fashion father feelings felt gave gentleman give hand happy Harry Harry Wright head heard heart Highbury honour hope horses hour husband Lady Atherley Lady Biddlecombe Lady Margaret leave letter link-boy lips London looked Lord Atherley Madame ment mind misery Miss Buffy Miss St morning never night o'clock party passed passion Priddie racter Ratborough Ravens replied retired scene School for Scandal servants sigh Sir Alexander Sir Alexander Graham Sir John smile soul spirit stance tears thought tion town turned voice window Wingfield Manor words worthy young
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110 ページ - Tumultuous grandeur crowds the blazing square, The rattling chariots clash, the torches glare. Sure scenes like these no troubles e'er annoy ! Sure these denote one universal joy!
12 ページ - May the great God whom I worship, grant to my country, and for the benefit of Europe in general, a great and glorious victory, and may no misconduct in any one tarnish it, and may humanity after victory be the predominant feature in the British fleet!
133 ページ - ... tis where the ice appears. Though wit may flash from fluent lips, and mirth distract the breast, Through midnight hours that yield no more their former hope of rest; "Tis but as ivy-leaves around the ruin'd turret wreath, All green and wildly fresh without, but worn and grey beneath.
205 ページ - A WET sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sail And bends the gallant mast ; And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While like the eagle free Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England on the lee. O for a soft and gentle wind...
189 ページ - SOLDIER'S DREAM Our bugles sang truce — for the night-cloud had lowered, And the sentinel stars set their watch in the sky ; And thousands had sunk on the ground overpowered, The weary to sleep and the wounded to die.
110 ページ - And pinch'd with cold, and shrinking from the shower, With heavy heart deplores that luckless hour, When idly first, ambitious of the town, She left her wheel and robes of country brown.
16 ページ - There was a day when they were young and proud, Banners on high, and battles pass'd below ; But they who fought are in a bloody shroud, And those which waved are shredless dust ere now, And the bleak battlements shall bear no future blow.
128 ページ - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
113 ページ - Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last; One speaks the glory of the British queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes; At every word a reputation dies.
70 ページ - It has a strange quick jar upon the ear, That cocking of a pistol, when you know A moment more will bring the sight to bear Upon your person, twelve yards off, or so; A gentlemanly distance, not too near, If you have got a former friend or foe ; But, after being fired at once or twice, The ear becomes more Irish, and less nice.