The banks of the Douro; or, The maid of Portugal, כרך 3Printed at the Minerva Press, for Lane, Newman, 1805 |
מתוך הספר
תוצאות 1-5 מתוך 50
עמוד 4
... felt sad and dejected , Catherine Stanhope entered the room , and asked her if she would go with them to the opera , and to an assembly afterwards , with a large party who were coming to dinner . Amelrosa , who was too unhappy to en ...
... felt sad and dejected , Catherine Stanhope entered the room , and asked her if she would go with them to the opera , and to an assembly afterwards , with a large party who were coming to dinner . Amelrosa , who was too unhappy to en ...
עמוד 5
... felt quite miserable , she thought she would fetch a book that she had been reading the day before , and left in the small drawing - room . She went down as gently as she could , and opening the door softly , found the folding doors ...
... felt quite miserable , she thought she would fetch a book that she had been reading the day before , and left in the small drawing - room . She went down as gently as she could , and opening the door softly , found the folding doors ...
עמוד 12
... but I beg you not to think of me , as it only adds to my low spirits , to find that I distress those hearts , that I wish to enjoy more peace and comfort comfort than I believe , will ever be felt by 12 BANKS OF THE DOURO .
... but I beg you not to think of me , as it only adds to my low spirits , to find that I distress those hearts , that I wish to enjoy more peace and comfort comfort than I believe , will ever be felt by 12 BANKS OF THE DOURO .
עמוד 13
Emily Clark. comfort than I believe , will ever be felt by me . Weak and unable as I am , I write to assure you of my affections , and that I shall send the chariot to bring you here to- morrow about three o'clock . I am as ill and ...
Emily Clark. comfort than I believe , will ever be felt by me . Weak and unable as I am , I write to assure you of my affections , and that I shall send the chariot to bring you here to- morrow about three o'clock . I am as ill and ...
עמוד 17
... ladyship had left town the preceding day , and apparently felt a great repugnance at leaving it . The lady added , that she un- derstood derstood Lady Archdale had wept bitterly on making her will BANKS OF THE DOURO . 17.
... ladyship had left town the preceding day , and apparently felt a great repugnance at leaving it . The lady added , that she un- derstood derstood Lady Archdale had wept bitterly on making her will BANKS OF THE DOURO . 17.
מהדורות אחרות - הצג הכל
The Banks of the Douro: Or, the Maid of Portugal, a Tale; Vol. III <span dir=ltr>Emily Clark</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2017 |
The Banks of the Douro: Or, the Maid of Portugal, a Tale; Vol. III <span dir=ltr>Emily Clark</span> אין תצוגה מקדימה זמינה - 2017 |
מונחים וביטויים נפוצים
acquainted affection affliction Amel Amelrosa appearance Archdale's arrived attention beautiful behold Belmont CHAP Charmouth child circumstance coach continued convinced cottage countenance dark woman daughter dear dejected desired door DOURO Earl Elmira Emmeline endeavored expressed eyes fat woman father fearful feelings Felicité felt flattered fortune gentleman grief happy hear heard heart Heartwell hope informed instantly Jacome knew Lady Archdale ladyship letter likewise live lodging look Lord Cliffden Lord Conrade Lord Ross Lord Rossmore lordship Lucy Luneville Madame de Villette manner marriage married melancholy Melville ment mind Minette Minette's misery misfortunes mistress Montague mother mournful never nurse Oporto pangs perceived person pleased pleasure portmanteau Portugal possessed procured quit received recovered rejoined replied request resided Romney rosa saying servant Signora Valeria situation soon sorrow Stanhope Stanhope's suffered tague Taylor tears thing thought tion tivated town wished young lady Zamara
קטעים בולטים
עמוד 202 - FIdele's grassy tomb, Soft maids and village hinds shall bring Each opening sweet, of earliest bloom, And rifle all the breathing spring. No wailing ghost shall dare appear To vex with shrieks this quiet grove; But shepherd lads assemble here, And melting virgins own their love. No wither'd witch shall here be seen, No goblins lead their nightly crew : The female fays shall haunt the green, And dress thy grave with pearly dew.
עמוד 285 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
עמוד 33 - And bade to form her infant mind. Stern rugged nurse, thy rigid lore With patience many a year she bore : What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learn'd to melt at others
עמוד 94 - Of new and appropriate metaphors, expressed with a happy felicity of style, the following may serve as a specimen : Once I was happy • Clear and serene my life's calm current ran While scarce a breezy wish provok'd its tide ; Down the smooth flood the tuneful passions fell In easy lapse, and slumber'd as they pass'd. From this it may be concluded that they were somnambulists, for their progressive motion was not hindered by sleep. One more instance and I have done. Matilda informs her train, that...
עמוד 57 - Dark tempest scowling o'er the shorten'd day, And hears, with ear appall'd, the impetuous surge Beneath him thunder! — So, with heart opprest, Alone, reluctant, desolate, and slow, By friendship's cheering radiance now unblest, Along life's rudest path I seem to go; Nor see where yet the anxious heart may rest, That trembling at the past — recoils from future woe!
עמוד 227 - To deck the ground where thou art laid. When howling winds, and beating rain, In tempests shake the sylvan cell: Or midst the chace on ev'ry plain, The tender thought on thee shall dwell.
עמוד 327 - Declining, hide their beauty from the sun, Nor give their spotted bosoms to the gaze Of hasty passenger. On hedge banks the wild germander of a fine azure blue is conspicuous, and the whole surface of meadows is often covered by the yellow crowfoot.
עמוד 305 - Must I, an exiled outcast, have A father's curse, a mother's tears ? And leave an aged sire to weep His faithless maid of Donalblayne ? " And wilt thou love me, gentle youth, When these few charms for aye are flown 1 " — " Sweet maid, this heart with love and truth Shall ever beat for thee alone." No footstep stirred, the winds were hushed, Each eye was closed in balmy rest ; To Marion's arms Lord Malcolm rushed, And clasped the trembler to his breast. The vessel swept the dimpled tide, And bounded...
עמוד 49 - Glenholme indeed possessed • a form Of majesty with youthful beauty grac'd. He was the soldier's idol ; such a spirit Beam'd from his eyes, his presence, like the sun, Gladden'd beholders hearts.