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Seite 37 - The ice was here, the ice was there, The ice was all around: It cracked and growled, and roared and howled, Like noises in a swound!
Seite 234 - Sir, had you not better have a glass of water?" — upon which he, much out of humour, said, with an oath, " No ; I will go directly to the Queen,
Seite 422 - For time is like a fashionable host, That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, And with his arms outstretch'd, as he would fly, Grasps in the comer: welcome ever smiles, And farewell goes out sighing.
Seite 234 - I, according to the established etiquette, introduced (no one else being in the room) the Princess Caroline to him. She very properly, in consequence of my saying to her that it was the right mode of proceeding, attempted to kneel to him. He raised her, (gracefully enough,) and embraced her, said barely one word, turned round, retired to a distant part of the apartment, and, calling me to him, said — ' Harris, I am not well ; pray, get me a glass of brandy...
Seite 280 - HIGH in the air exposed the slave is hung, To all the birds of heaven their living food ! He groans not, though awaked by that fierce sun, New torturers live to drink their parent blood ! He groans not, though the gorging vulture tear The quivering fibre ! Hither gaze, O ye Who tore this man from peace and liberty ! Gaze hither, ye who weigh with...
Seite 93 - Here I met my old and much esteemed friend, Lord Stowell, looking very frail and even comatose. Quantum mutatus! He was one of the pleasantest men I ever knew...
Seite 216 - Father John : I answered, I knew him not : They, hereupon, shaking their heads, told me they were sorry for me, and so departed.
Seite 4 - God ! how they stare at me, flare at me, glare at me, Those eyes of a Gorgon! Beneath the clothes sinking with shuddering shrinking, A mental orgasm and bodily spasm Convulse every organ. Nerves a thousand times stronger could bear it no longer. Grief, sickness, compunction, dismay in conjunction, Nights and days ghost-prolific, more grim and terrific Than judges and juries, Make the heart writhe and falter more than gibbet and halter. Arrest me, secure me, seize, handcuff, immure me! I own my transgression...
Seite 229 - Princess the least share of them, eat them every one himself. Whether he offered any to the Queen I cannot say : but he might do so safely enough, for he knew she durst not touch them. The Princess confessed, when she came home, she had so much mind to the peas, that she was afraid to look at them, and yet could hardly keep her eyes off them.