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Página 106
... villages and palaces studding its borders . My eye reverted to a well - known point , and at length , from the confusion of distant objects , it singled out the villa which contained Bianca . It was a mere speck in the landscape , but ...
... villages and palaces studding its borders . My eye reverted to a well - known point , and at length , from the confusion of distant objects , it singled out the villa which contained Bianca . It was a mere speck in the landscape , but ...
Página 133
... village literati , and village blues , and took to writing village poetry . It was quite the fashion in the village to be literary . There was a little knot of choice spirits of us , who assembled frequently together , formed ourselves ...
... village literati , and village blues , and took to writing village poetry . It was quite the fashion in the village to be literary . There was a little knot of choice spirits of us , who assembled frequently together , formed ourselves ...
Página 134
... village , through whom it was to become one day as celebrated as Stratford on Avon . My father died , and left me his blessing and his business . His blessing brought no money into my pocket ; and as to his business , it soon deserted ...
... village , through whom it was to become one day as celebrated as Stratford on Avon . My father died , and left me his blessing and his business . His blessing brought no money into my pocket ; and as to his business , it soon deserted ...
Página 135
... village circle that he should be the fortunate man . I cannot tell you how vaingloriously I walked the streets . My head was in the clouds . I felt the airs of heaven playing about it , and fancied it already encircled by a halo of ...
... village circle that he should be the fortunate man . I cannot tell you how vaingloriously I walked the streets . My head was in the clouds . I felt the airs of heaven playing about it , and fancied it already encircled by a halo of ...
Página 136
... village circle ; though I threw in it something of a patronizing air , such as one feels when about to make a man's fortune . The publisher paused with his pen in hand , and seemed waiting in mute suspense to know what was to be ...
... village circle ; though I threw in it something of a patronizing air , such as one feels when about to make a man's fortune . The publisher paused with his pen in hand , and seemed waiting in mute suspense to know what was to be ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Abruzzi adventure Alderman Apennines beauty beheld Bianca bosom Buckthorne burgher buried captain carbine carriage chamber companions countenance cried daugh daughter delight devil divining rod door doubt dress Dutch Englishman eyes face fancy father feel fellow felt Fondi fortune Frosinone gave gazed Genoa ghost hand haunted head heard heart horse improvisatore inquisitive gentleman Iron John Jack Straw Kidd kind knew laugh length literary looked Marquis mind mountains Naples neighborhood never night once passed paused Peechy Prauw Pelasgian pistol poetical poetry poniard poor Popkins postilions Prossedi recollect replied returned robbers rocks round scene Schiedam seemed seen skiff stiletto story strange talk tell Terracina theatre thing thought tion Tom Walker took town travellers trees turned Tusculum uncle village voice walked Webber whole window Wolfert wonder young lady
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Página 161 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 230 - ... true sympathy; how few love us for ourselves; how few will befriend us in our misfortunes; then it is that we think of the mother we have lost. It is true I had always loved my mother, even in my most heedless days; but I felt how inconsiderate and ineffectual had been my love. My heart melted as I retraced the days of infancy, when I was led by a mother's hand, and rocked to sleep in a mother's arms, and was without care or sorrow. "O my mother!
Página 363 - Now I remember those old women's words, Who in my wealth would tell me winter's tales, And speak of spirits and ghosts that glide by night About the place where treasure hath been hid...
Página xi - There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in travelling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place.