Відгуки відвідувачів - Написати рецензію
Не знайдено жодних рецензій.
Інші видання - Показати все
appeared arms asked began believe better body Brett brought Burridge called close Colonel continued cried dead dear death door entered escape exclaimed eyes face fair father fear feel feet fire gave give gone half hand head hear heard heart honour hope horse hour Italy keep lady leave length light live look Lord Ludlow master mean mind morning mother Myte nature never night observed once party passed perhaps person poor present received remained replied returned round seemed seen sergeant short side smile soon sound speak spirit stand stood sure taken tell thee thing thou thought told took turned voice walked whole wife wish woman young
Сторінка 619 - My roast potatoes !— all are gone!— and so's that vulgar Boy! I rang the bell for Mrs. Jones, for she was down below, " — Oh, Mrs. Jones! what do you think? — ain't this a pretty go? — That horrid little vulgar Boy whom I brought here tonight, — He's stolen my things and run away!! " — Says she,
Сторінка 620 - precious eyes,' and said he'd seen him 'sheer,' - It's very odd that sailor-men should talk so very queer And then he hitch'd his trousers up, as is, I'm told, their use, - It's very odd that sailor-men should wear those things so loose. I did not understand him well, but think he meant to say...
Сторінка 76 - Now lithe and listen, Sir Bray, to me : Lady Alice sits lonely in bower and hall, Her sighs they rise, and her tears- they fall : She sits alone, And she makes her moan ; Dance and song She considers quite wrong ; Feast and revel Mere snares of the devil ; She mendeth her hose, and she crieth " Alack ! When will Sir Ingoldsby Bray come back...
Сторінка 146 - His wife, after a cohabitation of forty years in the strictest amity, has long pined away with a sense of his decay, as well in his person as his little fortune; and, in proportion to that, she has herself decayed both in her health and reason.
Сторінка 290 - But the second horse-pistol flashed in the pan ! And Exciseman Gill, with a hearty good will, Made a grab at the collar of Smuggler Bill. The dapple-grey mare made a desperate bound When that queer dun horse on her flank she found, Alack ! and alas ! on what dangerous ground...
Сторінка 276 - ... he seized that of war. He was in the very act of raising the rifle, when a sharp report was followed by the buzz of a bullet, that passed so near his body as to cause him involuntarily to start. The next instant Deerslayer staggered, and fell his whole length in the bottom of the canoe. A yell — it came from a single voice— followed, and an Indian leaped from the bushes upon the open area of the point, bounding towards the canoe.
Сторінка 281 - ejaculated the Indian, whose voice retained its depth even as life ebbed away; "young head — old wisdom!" "It's sometimes a consolation, when the ind comes, to know that them we've harmed, or tried to harm, forgive us. I suppose natur' seeks this relief, by way of getting a pardon on 'arth; as we never can know whether He pardons, who is all in all, till judgment itself comes. It's soothing to know that any pardon at such times; and that, I conclude, is the secret. Now, as for myself, I overlook...
Сторінка 82 - So his qualms of conscience at length may cease, And Page, Dame, and Prior shall rest in peace !' Sir Ingoldsby (now no longer Bray) Is off like a shot away and away, Over the brine To far Palestine, To rummage and hunt over Ascalon plain For the unburied bones of his victim slain. ' Look out, my Squire, Look higher and...
Сторінка 83 - Little boys twelve, dressed all in white, Each with his brazen censer bright, And singing away with all their might, Follow the Palmers — a goodly sight; Next high in air Twelve Yeomen bear On their sturdy necks, with a good deal of care, A patent sarcophagus firmly reared Of Spanish mahogany (not veneered), And behind walks a Knight with a very long beard. Close by his side Is a Friar, supplied With a stout cat o...