The Linwoods: Or, "Sixty Years Since" in America, Том 1

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Harper & Brothers, 1835 - 944 стор.

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Сторінка 147 - ... from ledge to ledge with the regularity of a water-clock ; the ripple of the waves as they broke on the rocky points of the shore, or softly kissed its pebbly margin ; and the voice of the tiny stream, that gliding down a dark, deep, and almost hidden channel in the rocks, disappeared, and welled up again in the centre of the turfy slope, stole over it, and trickled down the lower ledge of granite to the river. Tradition has named this little green shelf on the rocks
Сторінка 36 - The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured. Such things become the hatch and brood of time...
Сторінка 36 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceas'd : The which observ'd, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life ; which in their seeds, And weak beginnings, lie intreasured.
Сторінка 117 - Happy prince, worthy to begin with splendor or to close with glory a race of patriots and of kings, and to leave A name, which every wind to heaven would bear, Which men to speak, and angels joy to hear...
Сторінка 12 - immortal names" have been introduced, with what propriety the reader must determine. It may be permitted to say, in extenuation of what may seem presumption, that whenever .the writer has mentioned Washington, she has felt a sentiment resembling the awe of the pious Israelite when he approached the ark of the Lord.
Сторінка 118 - The next morning he called, his kind heart raying out through his jolly face, to present me to General Washington. If ever I go into battle, which Heaven of its loving mercy grant, I pray my heart may not thump as it did when I approached the mean little habitation, now the residence of our noble leader. ' You tremble, Eliot,' said my colonel, as we reached the door-step.
Сторінка 17 - Isabella repressed a smile, and said, with unaffected seriousness, " it was a shocking business, Bessie — a hundred and fifty poor wretches sacrificed, I have heard papa say. Is it true, Jupe, that their ghosts walk about here, and have been seen many a time when it was so dark you could not see your hand before your face ?"
Сторінка 160 - He must go — there is no alternative — you must aid me," said young Ruthven to his companions. They advanced to seize his father. " Off — off !" he cried, struggling against them.
Сторінка 207 - I were one of those favoured mortals who find ' tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, and sermons in stones,
Сторінка 137 - Oh, no, simple reader ! but because at her home in the glen there was but one parlour — there, from morning till bedtime, sat her father — there, of course, must sit her mother ; and Miss Ruthven's charms, like those of other conjurers, depended for their success on being exercised within a magic circle, within which no observer might come. She seemed to live and breathe alone for Herbert Linwood. A hundred times he was on the point of offering the...

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