Rookwood: A Romance

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G. Routledge, 1878 - 384 pages
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Page 121 - looking round, met the eyes of Peter Bradley fixed full upon him. But it was evidently not the sexton who had spoken. Small continued the service. He arrived at this verse:— " Thou hast set our misdeeds before thee; and our secret sins in the light of Thy countenance." "Even so!
Page 141 - THE GIPSY. lay a garland on my hearse Of the dismal yew ; Maidens, willow branches bear, Say I died true. My love was false, but I was firm From my hour of birth ; Upon my buried body lie Lightly, gentle earth. BEAUMONT AND
Page 303 - from the earth as if his entrails were hairs; le cheval volant, the Pegasus qui a les narines de feu! When I bestride him I soar. I am a hawk ; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of
Page 303 - hoofs ; and thus he held his way, while, in the words of the ballad: Fled past, on right and left, how fast. Each forest, grove, and bower; On right and left, fled past, how fast, Each city, town, and tower. VI. BLACK BESS. Dauphin. I will not change my
Page 248 - The wolf shall find her grave, and scrape it up; Not to devour the corse, but to discover The horrid murther. WEBSTER. "BRAVO! capital!" cried Turpin, laughing loud and long as an Olympian deity ; " has this simple wench outwitted you all; turned the tables upon the whole gang of
Page 34 - the then lord of the mansion (a dissolute, depraved personage, who, however, had been made a Knight of the Bath at the coronation of Charles the First), ended in his own destruction at Naseby, and the wreck of much of his property; a loss which the gratitude of Charles the Second
Page 120 - himself in vain; he heapeth up riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them." "Verily!
Page xxxii - the cheese-like brain that feeds you with all these jolly maggots ; and do what lies in you to keep me always merry. Be frolic now, my lads ! Cheer up your hearts, and joyfully read the rest, with all ease of your body, and comfort of your reins.
Page 32 - Of shaven yew ; the holly's prickly arms, Trimm'd into high arcades ; the tonsile box Wove in mosaic mode of many a curl, Around the figured carpet of the lawn,* the gayest of parterres and greenest of lawns, with its admonitory sun-dial, its marble basin in the centre, its fountain, and
Page 349 - All in a cold sweat, altered much in face The gentleman of his chamber found his Grace And language ; since which apparition He hath grown worse and worse, and much I fear He cannot live. Duchess

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