The Northumbrian Chieftain: Or, Spectre of the Abbey. A Legendary Tale. Collected from an Ancient ManuscriptD. Bass, 1803 - 60 pages |
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... morn , warmly to his bofom . The coily yielded kiss Charms moft , and gives the most fincere delight . Cheapnefs offends - hence on the harlot's lips No rapture hangs , however fair fhe feem , However form'd for love . or am'rous play ...
... morn , warmly to his bofom . The coily yielded kiss Charms moft , and gives the most fincere delight . Cheapnefs offends - hence on the harlot's lips No rapture hangs , however fair fhe feem , However form'd for love . or am'rous play ...
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... morn were fast retiring from the lofty fummit of the Grampian moun- tains , when the loud clangor of the warring trumpet called the chiefs to action . Sir Alwyne brought up his retainers by a private order , to flank the archers , and ...
... morn were fast retiring from the lofty fummit of the Grampian moun- tains , when the loud clangor of the warring trumpet called the chiefs to action . Sir Alwyne brought up his retainers by a private order , to flank the archers , and ...
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... truth and loyalty were centred in poor Martha . One morning , as the fun had shouldered the eaftern hills , fhe had rifen from her couch , and led her infantile charge to breath the fragrance of the ( 26 ) CHAP. VI. ...
... truth and loyalty were centred in poor Martha . One morning , as the fun had shouldered the eaftern hills , fhe had rifen from her couch , and led her infantile charge to breath the fragrance of the ( 26 ) CHAP. VI. ...
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... morn - Early rifing , ' faid Martha , is conducive to health , and health is certainly one of the choiceft bleffings ... morning the pious domestic here folicited bleffings from the bounteous hand of providence on her illuftrious friends ...
... morn - Early rifing , ' faid Martha , is conducive to health , and health is certainly one of the choiceft bleffings ... morning the pious domestic here folicited bleffings from the bounteous hand of providence on her illuftrious friends ...
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... morn , fhone around her - foft and delightful mufic founded in the air - and the fluttering of wings , light as the doves , were heard as fhe afcended the bright regions of unutterable glory . Princes and illuftrious warriors now ...
... morn , fhone around her - foft and delightful mufic founded in the air - and the fluttering of wings , light as the doves , were heard as fhe afcended the bright regions of unutterable glory . Princes and illuftrious warriors now ...
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Page 3 - O ! might she stay to wash away her stains, And fit her for her passage ! Mournful sight ! Her very eyes weep blood ; and every groan She heaves is big with horror : but the foe, Like a staunch murderer steady to his purpose, Pursues her close through every lane of life, Nor misses once the track, but presses on ; Till, forced at last to the tremendous verge, At once she sinks to everlasting ruin.
Page 26 - But to fine issues ; nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use.
Page 34 - Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood ! Over thy wounds now do I prophesy (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue...
Page 18 - Of every hearer; for it so falls out, That what we have we prize not to the worth, Whiles we enjoy it; but being lack'd and lost, Why, then we rack the value; then we find The virtue, that possession would not show us, Whiles it was ours...
Page 22 - midft the chace on every plain, The tender thought on thee fhall dwell. Each lonely fcene-mall thee reftore,. For thee the tear be duly fhed ; Belov'd, till life can charm no more ; And mourn'd, till Pity's felf be dead; [ 99 J ODE OK THE DEATH OF MR.
Page 13 - For, lo, what monfters in thy train appear ! Danger, whofe limbs of giant mold What mortal eye can fix'd behold ? Who ftalks his round, an hideous form, Howling amidft the midnight ftorm, Or throws him on the ridgy fteep Of fome loofe hanging rock to fleep...
Page 51 - Morpheus roufes from his bed, Sloth unfolds her arms, and wakes, Lift'ning Envy drops her fnakes ; Inteftine War no more our paffions wage, And giddy Factions hear away their rage.
Page 25 - And whiten the prospect around ; When the keen cutting winds from the north shall attend, Hard chilling and freezing the ground ; When the hills and the dales are all candied with white, When the rivers congeal to the shore, When the bright twinkling stars shall proclaim a cold night, Then remember the state of the poor. When the poor harmless hare may be trac'd to the wood, By her footsteps indented in snow ; When the lips and the fingers are starting with blood ; When the marksmen a...
Page 40 - For, as we die, we muft remain ; Hereafter all our hopes are vain, To make our peace with Heaven, or to return again. The heathen, who no better underftood Than what the light of nature taught, declar'd, No future mifery...
Page 40 - Go, bring, the Judge impartial, frowning, cries, Thofe rebel fons, who did my laws defpife ; Whom neither threats nor promifes could move, Not all my fufferings, nor all my love, To fave themfelves from everlafting miferies. At this ten millions of archangels flew Swifter than lightning, or the fwifteft thought.