A family history, by the author of 'The queen's pardon'.Hurst and Blackett, 1861 |
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Page 6 - YE banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary, fu' o
Page 68 - Tis hard to tell : I have heard those more skilled in spirits say, The bubbles, which enchantment of the sun Sucks from the pale faint water-flowers that pave The oozy bottom of clear lakes and pools...
Page 68 - The bubbles, which the enchantment of the sun Sucks from the pale faint water-flowers that pave The oozy bottom of clear lakes and pools, Are the pavilions where such dwell and float Under the green and golden atmosphere Which noontide kindles through the woven leaves...
Page 69 - Which noontide kindles through the woven leaves; And when these burst, and the thin fiery air, The which they breathed within those lucent domes, Ascends to flow like meteors through the night, They ride on them, and rein their headlong speed, And bow their burning crests, and glide in fire Under the waters of the earth again.
Page 139 - Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Page 240 - I know what it is to live with a person whose outwanl bearing is an angel of light — and who is a demon. There is no bitterer lot ; nor is it an uncommon one. Many of those men and women who are most brilliant, fascinating, and gentle in society at large, reserve their demon, their evil temper, for some unfortunate homeslave, on whom they think they can vent it safely.
Page 110 - And so you-" the investigating lawyer began. "Allow me, gentlemen, allow me one minute more," interposed Mitya, putting his elbows on the table and covering his face with his hands. "Let me have a moment to think, let me breathe, gentlemen. All this is horribly upsetting, horribly. A man is not a drum, gentlemen!" "Drink a little more water/' murmured Nikolay Parfenovitch.
Page 96 - ... bombshell, that made the audience fairly jump from their seats. From such an actor little could be learnt His merits were born with him, and could not be imitated. Those who have tried to model themselves upon him have ruined their own voices without acquiring his, and generally have shared the fate of the frog in the fable, who tried to swell himself out to the size of the ox. HERMAN VEZIN, in the Dramatic Review, Feb. 22, 1885. Forrest had extraordinary physical advantages, and though he failed...
Page 139 - were piled round about, Like cloud on cloud; no stir of air was there, Not BO much life as on a summer's day; Drops not one light seed from the feathered grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.