Conrad Blessington; a tale by a ladyLongman, 1833 - 216 sider |
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Side 14
... honour your feelings , Yorke ; but I think you should consult your lady prior to making so serious an engagement . Recollect , she may not be so willing as yourself to undertake the charge ; and in that case it would be dooming her ...
... honour your feelings , Yorke ; but I think you should consult your lady prior to making so serious an engagement . Recollect , she may not be so willing as yourself to undertake the charge ; and in that case it would be dooming her ...
Side 36
... honour to his feelings . Shall we tell of the desolation he felt as he wended his way ? No ! grief is sacred ! it is enough to say , Conrad knew the value of his friends . Every one knows what it is to leave home for the first time , to ...
... honour to his feelings . Shall we tell of the desolation he felt as he wended his way ? No ! grief is sacred ! it is enough to say , Conrad knew the value of his friends . Every one knows what it is to leave home for the first time , to ...
Side 40
... honour , death , and victory are ever present to the mind's eye ; where the boon companions or the affectionate friends may in an instant be for ever separated by the all - powerful and unforeseen hand of the great enemy . And a wise ...
... honour , death , and victory are ever present to the mind's eye ; where the boon companions or the affectionate friends may in an instant be for ever separated by the all - powerful and unforeseen hand of the great enemy . And a wise ...
Side 41
... honour present themselves to his ambitious view in the laurelled train of victory . In the bright effulgent rays of success every evil is disregarded , and joy and merriment reign paramount in the bosom , which in a few short hours may ...
... honour present themselves to his ambitious view in the laurelled train of victory . In the bright effulgent rays of success every evil is disregarded , and joy and merriment reign paramount in the bosom , which in a few short hours may ...
Side 43
... suppose he was only asleep . An uncommon heavy covering those chaps are , though ! " As he rose upon his feet , his eye fell upon our hero ; and he continued , ❝ Ochone ! sorry I am to see your honour's CONRAD BLESSINGTON . 43.
... suppose he was only asleep . An uncommon heavy covering those chaps are , though ! " As he rose upon his feet , his eye fell upon our hero ; and he continued , ❝ Ochone ! sorry I am to see your honour's CONRAD BLESSINGTON . 43.
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3d Edit 4th Edit acquainted affection affectionate Agnes answer Atlas attention blessing Blessington BOTANY brother Camden cause Charles Taylor Charles Yorke cheek circumstance Colonel Taylor companions consent countenance Cryptogamia daughter dear Conrad dear sir dearest death delight desire displeasure doubt duty ebul Edward Emily Emily's endeavoured England Engravings Ernest Bonner exclaimed eyes father Fcap fear feelings felt follow Frank Mason friends girl grief Grove hand happiness heart HISTORY honour hope hour India Proofs indignation intention kind knew large vol leave letter Lisbon Longman look LUCY AIKIN Major Taylor marriage MEMOIRS mind minutes morning never pain parent Parsonage passion perhaps Plates pleasure present promise received refused regiment replied restored returned ROBERT SOUTHEY SHARON TURNER silence sister smile soldier soon sorrow spoke surprise tears tell thing thought tion turbed uncle uncon wish wounded Yorke Yorke's young youth
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Side 36 - King James did rushing come. Scarce could they hear, or see their foes, Until at weapon-point they close. They close in clouds of smoke and dust, With sword-sway and with lance's thrust; And such a yell was there Of sudden and portentous birth, As if men fought upon the earth And fiends in upper air; O life and death were in the shout, Recoil and rally, charge and rout, And triumph and despair.
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