Once a Week, Band 1;Band 14Eneas Sweetland Dallas Bradbury and Evans, 1866 |
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Adriana answered asked beauty birds Blancheflor Braddick Caerphilly called castle child Colmar colour dark daughter Daventry Dinton door Dorrillon dress Etheredge eyes face fair fancy father fear feel felt Flemyng girl give Gobelins hand head hear heard heart honour hope horse hour King knew lady laughed Lawrence Barbour leave light Limehouse live London look Lord Ludlow Castle Mallingford Malvolio married ment mind Miss Alwyn Miss Linden morning never night Olivine once passed Percy Forbes perhaps Perkins pleasant poor Powis pretty Pwcca rence replied round scarcely seemed seen Seyton side Simon Mayne Sondes stand Stepney stone stood story strange Street sure talk tell thing thought tion told took town turned Twelfth Night twite voice walk wife window wine wish woman wonder words young
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 14 - Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are! Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky.
Seite 487 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Seite 420 - And I saw in a vision how far and fleet That fatal bullet went speeding forth, Till it reached a town in the distant North, Till it reached a house in a sunny street, Till it reached a heart that ceased to beat Without a murmur, without a cry ; And a bell was tolled, in that far-off town, For one who had passed from cross to crown, And the neighbors wondered that she should die.
Seite 362 - Two ways of doing this occurred to me. First the water might be run off by a descending pipe, if an offlet could be got at the depth of 35 or 36 feet, and any air might be extracted by a small pump; the second was to make the pump large enough to extract both water and air. ... I had not walked further than the Golf-house when the whole thing was arranged in my mind.
Seite 420 - Only last night, as we rode along, Down the dark of the mountain gap, To visit the picket-guard at the ford, Little dreaming of any mishap, He was humming the words of some old song: "Two red roses he had on his cap, And another he bore at the point of his sword." Sudden and swift a whistling ball Came out of a wood, and the voice was still; Something I heard in the darkness fall, And for a moment my blood grew chill ; I spake in a whisper, as he who speaks In a room where some one is lying dead...
Seite 323 - But of all those sounds, there is none so dismally hollow as the booming of the bittern. It is impossible for words to give those who have not heard this evening call an adequate idea of its solemnity. It is like the interrupted bellowing of a bull, but hollower and louder, and is heard at a mile's distance, as if issuing from some formidable being that resided at the bottom of the waters.
Seite 362 - I had entered the Green by the gate at the foot of Charlotte Street, and had passed the old washing-house. I was thinking upon the engine at the time, and had gone as far as the herd's house, when the idea came into my mind that as steam was an elastic body it would rush into a vacuum, and if a communication were made between the cylinder and an exhausted vessel, it would rush into it, and might be there condensed without cooling the cylinder.
Seite 378 - Here we discover those features of chivalry, so admirably ridiculed by Cervantes. But, in times of oppression, when every one followed " the simple plan, That he may take who has the power, And he may keep who can...
Seite 164 - Farewell, great painter of mankind ! Who reach'd the noblest point of art, Whose pictured morals charm the mind, And through the eye correct the heart. If Genius fire thee, reader, stay, If nature touch thee, drop a tear, If neither move thee — turn away — For Hogarth's honour'd dust lies here.
Seite 97 - The leaf was darkish, and had prickles on it, But in another country, as he said, Bore a bright golden flower, but not in this soil...