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... death - bed , expressed a strong curiosity to know , whether some regard would not be paid to her quality in the other world : and being told , by a worthy divine , that where she was going there was no distinction of persons , she ...
... death - bed , expressed a strong curiosity to know , whether some regard would not be paid to her quality in the other world : and being told , by a worthy divine , that where she was going there was no distinction of persons , she ...
9 ÆäÀÌÁö
... and lived for some time happy in the bosom of his family ; but the death of his second wife determined him to renounce the world , and to enter into orders . He continued , however , to the end of his life to cultivate 9.
... and lived for some time happy in the bosom of his family ; but the death of his second wife determined him to renounce the world , and to enter into orders . He continued , however , to the end of his life to cultivate 9.
10 ÆäÀÌÁö
... death . No poet during his life - time ever enjoyed so much glory . Wenever he appeared in the street the people assembled round him in crowds , and hailed him by the title of the Prodigy of Nature . Even the children followed him with ...
... death . No poet during his life - time ever enjoyed so much glory . Wenever he appeared in the street the people assembled round him in crowds , and hailed him by the title of the Prodigy of Nature . Even the children followed him with ...
15 ÆäÀÌÁö
... and cheerfulness , which were charac- teristics of a state governed by moderate and wise principles , extended their influence even to the bosom of Lucia , To be continued . ] IN THE MONÓDY . ON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT 15.
... and cheerfulness , which were charac- teristics of a state governed by moderate and wise principles , extended their influence even to the bosom of Lucia , To be continued . ] IN THE MONÓDY . ON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT 15.
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IN THE MONÓDY . ON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT HON . R. B. SHERIDAN . The following passages were omitted in the Recitation . ) ' Tis not harsh sorrow - but a tender woe Nameless , but dear to gentle hearts below , Felt without bitterness ...
IN THE MONÓDY . ON THE DEATH OF THE RIGHT HON . R. B. SHERIDAN . The following passages were omitted in the Recitation . ) ' Tis not harsh sorrow - but a tender woe Nameless , but dear to gentle hearts below , Felt without bitterness ...
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146 ÆäÀÌÁö - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in beauty's circle proudly gay ; The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms — the day Battle's magnificently stern array ! The thunder-clouds close o'er it, which when rent The earth is covered thick with other clay, Which her own clay shall cover, heaped and pent, Rider and horse — friend, foe, — in one red burial blent...
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cameron's gathering" rose ! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard too have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill ! But with the breath which fills Their...
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - Brunswick's fated chieftain; he did hear That sound the first amidst the festival, And caught its tone with Death's prophetic ear; And when they smiled because he deem'd it near His heart more truly knew that peal too well Which stretch'd his father on a bloody bier, And roused the vengeance blood alone could quell : He rushed into the field, and, foremost fighting, fell.
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears!
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness. And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated : who could guess If ever more should meet those mutual eyes, Since upon night so sweet such awful morn could rise!
146 ÆäÀÌÁö - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering, with white lips - 'The foe! they come! they come!
235 ÆäÀÌÁö - His bow'd head on his hands, and shook as 'twere With a convulsion— then arose again, And with his teeth and quivering hands did tear What he had written, but he shed no tears. And he did calm himself, and fix his brow Into a kind of quiet: as he paused, The Lady of his love re-enter'd there; She was serene and smiling then, and yet She knew she was by him beloved...
145 ÆäÀÌÁö - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance; let joy be unconfined ! No sleep till morn, when youth and pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet...
147 ÆäÀÌÁö - But when I stood beneath the fresh green tree, Which living waves where thou didst cease to live, And saw around me the wide field revive With fruits and fertile promise, and the Spring Come forth her work of gladness to contrive, With all her reckless birds upon the wing, I turn'd from all she brought to those she could not bring.