Geraldine: A Sequel to Coleridge's Christabel: with Other PoemsSaxton & Kelt, 1846 - 216 من الصفحات |
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Abel Adam Forester affection Agnes Hay Ambleside Aunt Isobel beauty blessing blind bosom Bracken Braes breath bright brother calm character cheek cheerful child Christabel comfort countenance creature dark daughter dead death delight Dovenest dream earth Edward Ellis Ellesmere Emma Cranstoun evil Ewebank eyes face father fear feel felt flowers gentle Geraldine hand happy hath heard heart heaven hills Hirst Holylee hope hour innocent Isaac Kennedy kind knew lady Ladyside Lasswade light live looked Lucy Forester Lucy's Martha Mary Morrison Michael Forester Miles Colinson mind morning mother nature never night o'er once parish perhaps pity plane tree poor prayer Richard Mayne Roland de Vaux Ruth Sabbath Scotland seemed silent smile solitary soon sorrow soul spirit stood sweet tears thee thine thou thought Ullswater Vicarage voice walked weep whole wife Windermere wood words young youth
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الصفحة 200 - We were here at once surprised and terrified by a sight surely one of the most magnificent in the world. In that vast expanse of desert, from W. and to NW of us, we saw a number of prodigious pillars of sand at different distances, at times moving with great celerity, at others stalking on with a majestic slowness; at intervals we thought they were coming in a very few minutes to overwhelm us; and small quantities of sand, did actually more...
الصفحة viii - Cumberland. Since the latter date my poetic powers have been, till very lately, in a state of suspended animation. But as, in my very first conception of the tale, I had the whole present to my mind with the wholeness no less than with the liveliness of a vision, I trust that I shall be able to embody in verse the three parts yet to come in the course of the present year.
الصفحة 144 - The LORD'S my shepherd, I'll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green : he leadeth me The quiet waters by.
الصفحة 59 - Do you hear that, my beloved Agnes ?' said Isobel, ' she'll have tramped away with Lucy up into Ettrick or Yarrow, but hundreds of eyes will have been upon her, for these are quiet, but not solitary glens, and the hunt will be over long before she has crossed down upon Hawick. I knew that country in my young days. What say ye, Mr Mayne ? there's the light o
الصفحة 58 - The crowd quietly dispersed, and horse and foot began to scour the country. Some took the high-roads, others all the by-paths, and many the trackless hills. Now that they were in some measure relieved from the horrible belief that the child was dead, the worst other calamity seemed nothing, for Hope brought her back to their arms. Agnes had been able to walk to Bracken-Braes, and Michael and Isobel sat by her bed-side.
الصفحة 55 - ... or merely for her own solitary delight, wandered off to the braes to play among the flowers, coming back laden with wreaths and garlands. With a bonnet of her own sewing to shade her pretty face from the sun, and across her shoulders a plaid, in which she could sit dry during an hour of the heaviest rain beneath the smallest...
الصفحة 57 - A cruel, cruel death for one like her ; the earth on which my child walked has closed over her, and we shall never see her more...
الصفحة 57 - Isabel took the clothes, and, narrowly inspecting them with eye and hand, said, with a fervent voice that was heard even in Michael's despair, "No, Lucy is yet among the living. There are no marks of violence on the garments of the innocent; no murderer's hand has been here. These blood spots have been put there to deceive.
الصفحة 58 - I hear footsteps coming up the brae," said Agnes, who had for some time appeared to be slumbering, and in a few moments the voice of Jacob Mayne was heard at the outer door. It was no time for ceremony, and he advanced into the room where the family had been during all that trying and endless day. Jacob wore a solemn expression of countenance, and he seemed, from his looks, to bring them no comfort. Michael stood up between him and his wife, and looked into his heart. Something there seemed to be...
الصفحة 56 - God is merciful ; and your daughter, let us trust, is not dead. Let us trust that she yet liveth ; and, without delay, let us go to seek the child." Michael trembled from head to foot, and his voice was gone : he lifted up his eyes to heaven, but it seemed not as if he saw either the moon or the stars. " Run over to Raeshorn, some of you," said Jacob, " and tell what has happened. Do you, Isaac, my good boy, cross over to a' the towns on the Inverlethen-side, and — Oh ! Mr.