Headlong Hall and Nightmare Abbey

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Macmillan and Company, 1896 - 243 من الصفحات
 

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الصفحة 220 - Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea ! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.
الصفحة 212 - Who art thou, so fast adrift ? I am he they call Old Care. Here on board we will thee lift. No : I may not enter there. Wherefore so ? 'Tis Jove,s decree, In a bowl Care may not be ; In a bowl Care may not be. Fear ye not the waves that roll ? No : in charmed bowl we swim. What the charm that floats the bowl ? Water may not pass the brim. The bowl goes trim. The moon doth shine. And our ballast is old wine ; And your ballast is old wine.
الصفحة 141 - He now became troubled with the passion for reforming the world* He built many castles in the air, and peopled them with secret tribunals, and bands of illuminati, who were always the imaginary instruments of his projected regeneration of the human species. As he intended to institute a perfect republic, he invested himself with absolute sovereignty over these mystical dispensers of liberty.
الصفحة 211 - There is a fever of the spirit, The brand of Cain's unresting doom, Which in the lone dark souls that bear it Glows like the lamp in Tullia's tomb: Unlike that lamp, its subtle fire Burns, blasts, consumes its cell, the heart, Till, one by one, hope, joy, desire, Like dreams of shadowy smoke depart. When hope, love, life itself, are only Dust — spectral memories — dead and cold — The unfed fire burns bright and lonely, Like that undying lamp of old: And by that dear illumination, Till time...
الصفحة 42 - In his last binn SIR PETER lies, Who knew not what it was to frown: Death took him mellow, by surprise, And in his cellar stopped him down, Through all our land we could not boast A knight more gay, more prompt than he, To rise and fill a bumper toast, And pass it round with THREE TIMES THREE.
الصفحة 43 - ... better trim ; For Nature had but little clay Like that of which she moulded him. The meanest guest that graced his board Was there the freest of the free, His bumper toast when PETER poured, And passed it round with THREE TIMES THREE. He kept at true good humour's mark The social flow of pleasure's tide : He never made a brow look dark, Nor caused a tear, but when he died.
الصفحة 124 - Oh, it's your only fine humour, sir; your true melancholy breeds your perfect fine wit, sir. I am melancholy myself, divers times, sir, and then do I no more but take pen and paper, presently, and overflow you half a score, or a dozen of sonnets at a sitting.
الصفحة 43 - Through all our land we could not boast A knight more gay, more prompt than he, To rise and fill a bumper toast, And pass it round with THREE TIMES THREE. None better knew the feast to sway, Or keep Mirth's boat in better trim; For Nature had but little clay Like that of which she moulded him.
الصفحة 60 - Vast rocks and precipices, intersected with little torrents, formed the barrier on the left : on the right, the triple summit of Moelwyn reared its majestic boundary ; in the depth was that sea of mountains, the wild and stormy outline of the Snowdonian chain, with the giant Wyddfa towering in the midst. The mountain-frame remains unchanged, unchangeable ; but the liquid mirror it enclosed is gone.
الصفحة 126 - This only son and heir Mr. Glowry had christened Scythrop, from the name of a maternal ancestor, who had hanged himself one rainy day in a fit of...

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