Dilston hall; or, Memoirs of James Radcliffe, earl of Derwentwater. To which is added a visit to Bamburgh castle [&c.] forming the 2nd ser. of Descriptive and historical notices of Northumbrian churches and castles


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Página 86 - O Woman ! in our hours of ease Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light quivering aspen made; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou!
Página 34 - Persians' grave, I could not deem myself a slave. A king sate on the rocky brow Which looks o'er sea-born Salamis And ships by thousands lay below, And men in nations ; — all were his ! He counted them at break of day, And when the sun set where were they...
Página 64 - That shadow'd o'er their road. Their vaward scouts no tidings bring, Can rouse no lurking foe, Nor spy a trace of living thing, Save when they...
Página 5 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Página 9 - To view the festive rites, the knightly play, That deck'd heroic Albion's elder day; To mark the mouldering halls of Barons bold, And the rough castle, cast in giant mould; With Gothic manners Gothic arts explore, And muse on the magnificence of yore.
Página 109 - Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness : According to the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
Página 93 - To this petition the king answered, that on this, and all other occasions, he would do what he thought most consistent with the dignity of his crown and the safety of his people.
Página 53 - tis the hour of prayer ! Ave Maria ! 'tis the hour of love ! Ave Maria ! may our spirits dare Look up to thine and to thy Son's above...
Página 175 - Charity hath fix'd her chosen seat, Oft listening tearful when the wild winds beat, With hollow bodings round your ancient walls ; And Pity, at the dark and stormy hour Of midnight, when the moon is hid on high, Keeps her lone watch upon the topmost tow'r, And turns her ear to each expiring cry ; Blest if her aid some fainting wretch might save, And snatch him cold and speechless from the wave*.
Página 151 - The best of friends takes his leave of you : He has made his will — He is resigned — to-morrow is the day. Love his memory. Let his friends join with you in prayer : 'tis no misfortune to die prepared.

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