Other Times; Or, the Monks of Leadenhall, Volume 3

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Longman, 1823
 

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Page 285 - They view'd th' adjacent shore, but view'd in vain. Such torments in the drear abodes of hell, Where sad despair laments with rueful yell, Such torments agonize the damned breast, While fancy views the...
Page 161 - Nor would I have your yet unspotted fame For me expos'd to an eternal shame. With ignominy to preserve my breath, Is worse, by infinite degrees, than death. But if I can 't my life with honour save, With honour I Ml descend into the grave.
Page 180 - I'll describe her. She's sad as one long used to't, and she seems Rather to welcome the end of misery Than shun it ; a behaviour so noble As gives a majesty to adversity : You may discern the shape of loveliness More perfect in her tears than in her smiles : She will muse four hours together ; and her silence, Methinks, expresseth more than if she spake.
Page 54 - And shrieks and sorrows load the saddening wind: In rage of heart, with ruin in his hand, He blasts our harvests, and deforms our land. Yon citron grove, whence first in fear we came, Droops its fair honours to the conquering flame.
Page 199 - ... without delay They did me to the General convey : Who thus began • ' Madam ! by fresh intelligence, I find, That Charion's treason's of the blackest kind ; And my commission is express to spare None that so deeply in rebellion are: New measures therefore 'tis in vain to try; No pardon can be granted : he must die ! Must, or I hazard all: which yet I'd do To be obliged in one request by you : And, maugre all the dangers I foresee, Be mine this night, I 'll set your husband free.
Page 20 - ... father. He entered the arbour. The paleness of united• rage and sorrow overspread his face. He tottered feebly from the violence of his emotion, and large drops, rage-distilled, stood on his sternly-furrowed brow. The servants and labourers made way as he approached. His wife shrunk back, and Agne.s sunk her head upon the bosom which she had been so long supporting. Eugenie alone seemed spell-bound by her father's withering gaze. Her...
Page 317 - ... of a period of which the domestic details have been so scantily handed down to us. His local antiquities are exceedingly curious. A deep and appalling interest is combined with fine graphic illustrations and singular traits of ancient manners. Truly does it make ' forgotten generations live again.
Page 1 - Comen 1 with you, In counsayle yf you please, Or ellys nat Of matters that, Shall set your heart at ease. ^ Downe went the mayd, The marchaunt sayd, Now say on gentle frere, Of thys tydyng, That ye me bryng, I long full sore to here.
Page 72 - Tis not always That Justice wins the prize on earth, — 'tis kept For brighter climes, — 'tis made of brighter gems, That, like yon stars, beam with unfading light.
Page 47 - ... that part of the world in which I first saw the light ; but it follows not that they were written by her whose name is attached to them. Such might have been forged.

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