The Bohemian, continued. Second loveH. Colburn, 1829 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 36
עמוד 16
... scarcely understands - a feeling great almost in proportion to that blindness and that ignorance , provided it arises in a mind in which there is an instinctive thirst and love of excellence . In Mabel , that aspiration had ever been ...
... scarcely understands - a feeling great almost in proportion to that blindness and that ignorance , provided it arises in a mind in which there is an instinctive thirst and love of excellence . In Mabel , that aspiration had ever been ...
עמוד 21
... used the language which Love speaks in its He could scarcely be accused of inten- tional falsity - and yet how false were , in fact , the ideas that he conveyed ! excess . In one point , however , they felt similarly . THE BOHEMIAN , 21.
... used the language which Love speaks in its He could scarcely be accused of inten- tional falsity - and yet how false were , in fact , the ideas that he conveyed ! excess . In one point , however , they felt similarly . THE BOHEMIAN , 21.
עמוד 22
... scarcely ventured to touch : therefore she dwelled upon the delights which were her's now -she dared not think of more . He felt that at some time or other a change would come of pain to himself , of misery to her - and , therefore , he ...
... scarcely ventured to touch : therefore she dwelled upon the delights which were her's now -she dared not think of more . He felt that at some time or other a change would come of pain to himself , of misery to her - and , therefore , he ...
עמוד 53
... scarcely ever seen her look so lovely ! -Her hair was bound up in a silk net , through the interstices of which its rich fulness swelled , while in front it was plainly parted , which gave to her brow an expression at once simple and ...
... scarcely ever seen her look so lovely ! -Her hair was bound up in a silk net , through the interstices of which its rich fulness swelled , while in front it was plainly parted , which gave to her brow an expression at once simple and ...
עמוד 54
... scarcely thought it had been so late - I have been practising that new song you liked so much to - day , and which I could not conquer - I have it quite perfect now - shall I sing it you ? " " No , dearest , not now " -answered ...
... scarcely thought it had been so late - I have been practising that new song you liked so much to - day , and which I could not conquer - I have it quite perfect now - shall I sing it you ? " " No , dearest , not now " -answered ...
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
admiration affection already ardent Augustus beauty beheld bitterness Bohemian bosom brilliant brow Calypso cause character child circumstances Clara continued corrupt Count Oberfeldt court crowd cultivated daugh daughter dear Adrian deep degree delight dreadful Dresden Duc de Fronsac Duke of Orleans Elbe evil excited existence expression eyes fair feelings feldt felt fondness Fronsac gave gaze Germany hand happiness heart her's honour idea Italy King King of Poland King's knew ladies lips Lisbon look Louis XIV Mabel Madame de Maintenon Madame Rovelli manner mind mingled mother Naples nature ness never night Ninon Ninon de l'Enclos object once pain Paris passed passion person possess pride racter recollection rendered revenge Savile scarcely scene scorn seemed sensations sentiments shame shrink smile society soul speak spirit spoke strong sweet Tagus talents thought tion tone touch turn whole witnessed woman words young youth Zerlini Zitza
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 135 - One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes, To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting...
עמוד 158 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.
עמוד 156 - For mine is the lay that lightly floats, And mine are the murmuring, dying notes, That fall as soft as snow on the sea, And melt in the heart as instantly...
עמוד 107 - Ils suivaient sans remords leur penchant amoureux ; Tous les jours se levaient clairs et sereins pour eux : Et moi , triste rebut de la nature entière, Je me cachais au jour , je fuyais la lumière...
עמוד 315 - And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
עמוד 24 - Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons' difference : as the icy fang And churlish chiding of the winter's wind, Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say, This is no flattery : these are counsellors That feelingly persuade me what I am.
עמוד 106 - Les at-on vus souvent se parler, se chercher? Dans le fond des forêts allaient-ils se cacher? Hélas! ils se voyaient avec pleine licence. •Le ciel de leurs soupirs approuvait l'innocence: Ils suivaient sans remords leur penchant amoureux; Tous les jours se levaient clairs et sereins pour eux.
עמוד 116 - ... exhibited but faint traces in the earliest age of the Church is due, not merely to the small comparative numbers of the disciples, but no less to their expectation of an immediate close to this world's affairs. The only reason why Paul sanctioned contentment with his condition in the converted slave, was that, for so short a time, it was not worth while for any man to change his state ; he that was free, was already the Lord's bondsman; and he that was bound, the Lord's freeman.
עמוד 14 - Lui laissait le regret de mourir ma victime ! Va le trouver : dis-lui qu'il apprenne à l'ingrat Qu'on l'immole à ma haine, et non pas à l'État. Chère Cléone, cours : ma vengeance est perdue , S'il ignore en mourant que c'est moi qui le tue.
עמוד 134 - I did so, and they are as follows : — " Cette terre, ou les myrtes fleurissent, Ou les rayons des cieux tombent avec amour, Ou les sons enchanteurs dans les airs retentissent, Ou la plus douce nuit succede au plus beau jour.