Bentley's Miscellany, Volume 8Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1840 - Literature |
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... hope to be succoured at your hour of need , tell Miss Radcliffe I desire to speak with her . " " The message will not need to be conveyed , " said Viviana , who had noiselessly entered the room ; " she is here . " Guy Fawkes turned his ...
... hope to be succoured at your hour of need , tell Miss Radcliffe I desire to speak with her . " " The message will not need to be conveyed , " said Viviana , who had noiselessly entered the room ; " she is here . " Guy Fawkes turned his ...
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... Hope is wholly extinct in my breast . But I will not contest the point . Is not Sir Everard Digby with you ? " " He is not , daughter , " replied Garnet , " and I will explain to you wherefore . Soon after your departure yesterday , the ...
... Hope is wholly extinct in my breast . But I will not contest the point . Is not Sir Everard Digby with you ? " " He is not , daughter , " replied Garnet , " and I will explain to you wherefore . Soon after your departure yesterday , the ...
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... hope no ill has befallen them . My father , old Jerome Heydocke , set out to Holywell , a few days ago , to apprise them of their danger , and I have not heard of them since . " " Sir William Radcliffe is dead , " replied Catesby ...
... hope no ill has befallen them . My father , old Jerome Heydocke , set out to Holywell , a few days ago , to apprise them of their danger , and I have not heard of them since . " " Sir William Radcliffe is dead , " replied Catesby ...
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... hope of his life ! " exclaimed Garnet , sighing deeply . " In losing him , we lose the bravest of our band . " " We do , " returned Catesby . " And yet he has been subject to strange fancies of late . " " He has been appalled , but ...
... hope of his life ! " exclaimed Garnet , sighing deeply . " In losing him , we lose the bravest of our band . " " We do , " returned Catesby . " And yet he has been subject to strange fancies of late . " " He has been appalled , but ...
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... hope that I should , I asked why he was preparing his gun , thinking it no peculiarly pleasurable occupation . " In my young days , Squire , " he replied , " men used to be tho- rough - going fellows , that knew how a gun should be kept ...
... hope that I should , I asked why he was preparing his gun , thinking it no peculiarly pleasurable occupation . " In my young days , Squire , " he replied , " men used to be tho- rough - going fellows , that knew how a gun should be kept ...
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ain't airth Amelia appeared arms arrived beautiful Bloudie Jacke called Captain Chimpanzee Closter Colin Count course cried Crispino dear delight door Drusilla Everard Digby exclaimed eyes father fear feel felt followed French Garnet gentleman give Glasgow Guy Fawkes hand happy head heard heart honour horse hour Humphrey Chetham Islington Jerry jist knew labour lady Lavamund Little Britain Liverpool look Lord Lubberkin Lupton master mind Miss morning mother Mount Denson Mounteagle Naggs never night observed Oldcorne once party passed person poor rejoined replied Catesby replied Fawkes replied Viviana returned round SAM SLICK scarcely scene seemed side Sir William smile soon spermaceti Stanley Stanley Thorn stood sure tell there's thing thou thought tion took Topcliffe town Tresham turned VALENTINE VOX Veriquear werry whole widow word young
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Page 448 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Page 78 - Ere the evening lamps are lighted, And, like phantoms grim and tall, Shadows from the fitful fire-light Dance upon the parlour wall; Then the forms of the departed Enter at the open door ; The beloved, the true-hearted, Come to visit me once more...
Page 163 - An excited and highly distempered ideality threw a sulphureous lustre over all. His long improvised dirges will ring forever in my ears. Among other things, I hold painfully in mind a certain singular perversion and amplification of the wild air of the last waltz of Von Weber.
Page 159 - I had so worked upon my imagination as really to believe that about the whole mansion and domain there hung an atmosphere peculiar to themselves and their immediate vicinity — an atmosphere which had no affinity with the air of heaven, but which had reeked up from the decayed trees, and the gray wall, and the silent tarn — a pestilent and mystic vapor, dull, sluggish, faintly discernible and leaden-hued.
Page 165 - I here started as he spoke,) in the gradual yet certain condensation of an atmosphere of their own about the waters and the walls. The result was discoverable, he added, in that silent, yet importunate and terrible influence which for centuries had moulded the destinies of his family, and which made him what I now saw him - what he was.
Page 160 - ... antique, and tattered. Many books and musical instruments lay scattered about, but failed to give any vitality to the scene. I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow. An air of stern, deep, and irredeemable gloom hung over and pervaded all.
Page 152 - She struck where the white and fleecy waves Looked soft as carded wool, But the cruel rocks, they gored her side Like the horns of an angry bull.
Page 166 - I thought his unceasingly agitated mind was laboring with some oppressive secret, to divulge which he struggled for the necessary courage. At times, again, I was obliged to resolve all into the mere inexplicable vagaries of madness, for I beheld him gazing upon vacancy for long hours, in an attitude of the profoundest attention, as if listening to some imaginary sound.
Page 159 - ... fungi overspread the whole exterior, hanging in a fine tangled web-work from the eaves. Yet all this was apart from any extraordinary dilapidation. No portion of the masonry had fallen; and there appeared to be a wild inconsistency between its still perfect adaptation of parts, and the crumbling condition of the individual stones. In this there was much that reminded me of the specious totality of old wood-work which has rotted for long years in some neglected vault, with no disturbance from...
Page 152 - The skipper he blew a whiff from his pipe, And a scornful laugh laughed he. Colder and louder blew the wind, A gale from the Northeast; The snow fell hissing in the brine, And the billows frothed like yeast. Down came the storm, and smote amain The vessel in its strength; She shuddered and paused, like a frighted steed, Then leaped her cable's length.