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... romantic scenery . The arena of successive and fierce struggles , commencing with the dawn of the christian era - here met the Roman , the Saxon , the Dane , the Norman ; and all these blending in the resistless English , Cambria still ...
... romantic scenery . The arena of successive and fierce struggles , commencing with the dawn of the christian era - here met the Roman , the Saxon , the Dane , the Norman ; and all these blending in the resistless English , Cambria still ...
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... romantic passion entertained by Llewellyn for Eleanora de Mont- ford , to whom he had been affianced in her childhood , as an addi- tional bond of union between the Earl and himself . She even then gave promise of the rare beauty and ...
... romantic passion entertained by Llewellyn for Eleanora de Mont- ford , to whom he had been affianced in her childhood , as an addi- tional bond of union between the Earl and himself . She even then gave promise of the rare beauty and ...
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... romantic ; rifled towers That beetling o'er the rock rear the gray crest Embattled , and within the secret glade Concealed , the abbey's ivy - mantled pile . ' * Such was the scenery of Hawarden , when its spectral ruins and deserted ...
... romantic ; rifled towers That beetling o'er the rock rear the gray crest Embattled , and within the secret glade Concealed , the abbey's ivy - mantled pile . ' * Such was the scenery of Hawarden , when its spectral ruins and deserted ...
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... romantic castle . The ruins of a massy tower and broad dilapidated walls , consisting of a sort of horn - work , first present themselves to the eye . At one end of an ancient oblong court , over- grown with weeds and moss , stands the ...
... romantic castle . The ruins of a massy tower and broad dilapidated walls , consisting of a sort of horn - work , first present themselves to the eye . At one end of an ancient oblong court , over- grown with weeds and moss , stands the ...
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... romantic dingles , varied with meadows , woods , and cavernous rocks . Neither is it destitute of antiquities . Y fynnon - fair , or our Lady's well , is a fine spring inclosed in an angular wall ; there are the ruins of a cross ...
... romantic dingles , varied with meadows , woods , and cavernous rocks . Neither is it destitute of antiquities . Y fynnon - fair , or our Lady's well , is a fine spring inclosed in an angular wall ; there are the ruins of a cross ...
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Page 53 - And thus still doing, thus he pass'd along. Duch. Alas, poor Richard ! where rode he the whilst ? York. As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-grac'd actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious ; Even so, or with much more contempt, men's eyes Did scowl on Richard ; no man cried,
Page 186 - And first one universal shriek there rush'd, Louder than the loud ocean, like a crash Of echoing thunder; and then all was hush'd, Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash Of billows; but at intervals there gush'd, Accompanied with a convulsive splash, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony.
Page 49 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Page 132 - The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm, Like to the fabled Cytherea's zone, Binding all things with beauty ; — 'twould disarm The spectre Death, had he substantial power to harm. xci. Not vainly did the early Persian make His altar the high places and the peak Of earth-o'ergazing mountains...
Page 198 - The current, that with gentle murmur glides, Thou know'st, being stopp'd, impatiently doth rage; But, when his fair course is not hindered, He makes sweet music with the enamell'd stones, Giving a gentle kiss to every sedge He overtaketh in his pilgrimage, And so by many winding nooks he strays, With willing sport, to- the wild ocean.
Page 138 - Basks in the glare, or stems the tepid wave, And thanks his gods for all the good they gave. Such is the patriot's boast where'er we roam, His first, best country, ever is at home. And yet, perhaps, if countries we compare, And estimate the blessings which they share, Though patriots flatter, still shall wisdom find An equal portion dealt to all mankind ; As different good, by art or nature given To different nations, makes their blessings even.
Page 80 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Page 53 - God save him !" No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home : But dust was thrown upon his sacred head ; Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, — That had not God, for some strong purpose, steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Page 186 - Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell, Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leap'd overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave ; And the sea yawn'd around her like a hell...
Page 132 - All heaven and earth are still— though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep: — All heaven and earth are still: From the high host Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast, All is concenter'd in a life intense, Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost, But hath a part of being, and a sense Of that which is of all Creator and defence.