Wanderings of Childe Harold; a romance of real life, Volume 1 |
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acquainted adieu Admiral Agnes amongst appeared arrived bailiff baronet Berenice Bernardo betwixt boat Bonvilliers bosom British cabin called Caprea castle cavalier CHAP Charles Freeman Childe Harolde cottage Count Danvers Countess Cyprus daugh daughter deck diamond cross dinner dread Elba estates eyes Farmer Styles father felucca fortune friend Freeman gave grog hand happy Harolde's heard heart honour hour island Italy kiss knew Lady Hamilton Lady Harolde lady's Lamska land lips Lisbon London looked Lord Harolde Lord Nelson Lucca Malta Marchioness Marquis de Santo married Mary meet milliner mind miniature Misitra Miss Wellbank murderer Naples nardo native Nelson never niece night observed Padre Paris party passed person racter received replied resolved rolde sails Santo Freere Scarpio seat seen servant shew Sir George Howell spoke stranger tain thing thought tion took travellers Tunbridge wife wished woman yacht young lady
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Page 214 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burn'd; But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue, And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st it.
Page 182 - Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravell'd fondly turns to thee : Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Page 109 - Tis Nature pictured too severely true. With thee, sweet HOPE! resides the heavenly light, That pours remotest rapture on the sight : Thine is the charm of life's bewilder'd way, That calls each slumbering passion into play. Waked by thy touch, I see the sister band, On tiptoe watching, start at thy command, And fly where'er thy mandate bids them steer, To Pleasure's path, or Glory's bright career.
Page 198 - One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes, To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting...
Page 109 - Congenial HOPE ! thy passion-kindling power, How bright, how strong, in youth's untroubled hour! On yon proud height, with Genius hand in hand, I see thee 'light and wave thy golden wand.
Page 23 - Tho' kind and gentle as the dove, As free from guile and art, And mild, and...
Page 12 - With the exception of the dog's tomb, a conspicuous and elegant object, placed on an ascent of several steps, crowned with a lambent flame, and pannelled with white marble tables, of which that containing the celebrated epitaph is the most remarkable, I do not recollect the slightest trace of culture...
Page 127 - All you that are in love, and cannot it remove, I pity the pains you endure ; For experience makes me know, that your hearts are full of woe, A woe that no mortal can cure.
Page 6 - Childe's mother educated him herself till he was nine years of age, when he was sent to a...
Page 36 - The tomb !— The consecrated dome ! The temple rais'd to Peace ! The port, that to its friendly home Compels the human race...