The Wandering Islander, Or, The History of Mr. Charles North

J. Ridgway, 1792 - 263 páginas

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Página 176 - ... beasts of prey by the mountains which confined them. On one part were flocks and herds feeding in the...
Página 176 - From the mountains on every side rivulets descended that filled all the valley with verdure and fertility, and formed a lake in the middle inhabited by fish of every species, and frequented by every fowl whom Nature has taught to dip the wing in water. This lake discharged its superfluities by a stream which entered a dark cleft of the mountain on the northern side, and fell with dreadful noise from precipice to precipice till it was heard no more.
Página 176 - The sides of the mountains were covered with trees; the banks of the brooks were diversified with flowers; every blast shook spices from the rocks and every month dropped fruits upon the ground.
Página 214 - My love, my life, said I, explain This change of humour : pr'ythee, tell : That falling tear — What does it mean ? She sigh'd ; she smil'd : and to the flowers Pointing, the lovely moralist said : See, friend, in some few fleeting hours, See yonder, what a change is made. Ah me! the blooming pride of May, And that of beauty are but one: At morn both flourish bright and gay, Both fade at evening, pale, and gone; At dawn poor Stella...
Página 39 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Página 112 - Love, the most generous passion of the mind, The softest refuge innocence can find, The safe director of unguided youth, Fraught with kind wishes, and secured by truth; That cordial drop heaven in our cup has thrown To make the nauseous draught of life go down...
Página 214 - Both fade at evening, pale, and gone. IX. At dawn poor Stella danc'd and fung ; The amorous youth around her bow'd ; At night her fatal knell was rung ; I faw, and kifs'd her in her fhrowd. X. Such as fhe is, who dy'd to-day : Such I, alas ! may be to-morrow : Go, Damon, bid thy Mufe difplay The juftice of thy Cloe's forrow.
Página 176 - This lake difcharged its fujae'tfluities by a ftream which entered a dark cleft, of the mountain on the northern fide, and fell 'with 'dreadful noife from precipice to precipice, till it was heard .no more.
Página 182 - I have not thought it fo, becaufe my time's Spent pleafantly, My Lord's not haughty nor imperious, Nor I gravely whimfical ; he has good nature, And I have manners : His Sons too are civil to me, becaufe I do not pretend to be wifer than they are; I meddle with no...
Página 21 - As for the wondrous works of the Lord, there may nothing be taken from them, neither may any thing be put unto them, neither can the ground of them be found out. 7 When a man hath done, then he beginneth; and when he leaveth off, then he shall be doubtful.

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