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... out their giant shoulders into the lake . We next turned aside in a north - westerly direction , and en- tered a deep glen , lined on each side with lofty mountains , all nearly of the same height , AN IRISH NOVEL . 13.
... out their giant shoulders into the lake . We next turned aside in a north - westerly direction , and en- tered a deep glen , lined on each side with lofty mountains , all nearly of the same height , AN IRISH NOVEL . 13.
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... , the clouds resting on their summits , their brown sides clothed with no verdure ; they seemed to disdain even that adornment . Around were spread immeasurable wastes and boundless bogs ; no tree to be seen , AN IRISH NOVEL . 15.
... , the clouds resting on their summits , their brown sides clothed with no verdure ; they seemed to disdain even that adornment . Around were spread immeasurable wastes and boundless bogs ; no tree to be seen , AN IRISH NOVEL . 15.
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... side there had evidently stood a line of noble trees , but the greater number of these had been cut down , and nothing remained but a stump to mark the place where they once flourished . The rest were in process of cutting down , and ...
... side there had evidently stood a line of noble trees , but the greater number of these had been cut down , and nothing remained but a stump to mark the place where they once flourished . The rest were in process of cutting down , and ...
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... side seemed still quite whole and strong . It was a dreary , dreary place , with the Atlantic roar- ing in its rear for ever , and the desolate moorlands and barren mountains separating it from all human habitations . sank very low as I ...
... side seemed still quite whole and strong . It was a dreary , dreary place , with the Atlantic roar- ing in its rear for ever , and the desolate moorlands and barren mountains separating it from all human habitations . sank very low as I ...
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... side of the hall , when a light footstep sounded overhead , and the figure of a young girl came flying down the stairs , her white dress and golden hair lighting up the gloom . She sprang towards me , CHAPTER III. ...
... side of the hall , when a light footstep sounded overhead , and the figure of a young girl came flying down the stairs , her white dress and golden hair lighting up the gloom . She sprang towards me , CHAPTER III. ...
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Page 47 - O'er all there hung a shadow and a fear ; A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is Haunted!
Page 13 - The youth of green savannahs spake, And many an endless, endless lake With all its fairy crowds Of islands, that together lie As quietly as spots of sky Among the evening clouds.
Page 85 - And sic a night he taks the road in As ne'er poor sinner was abroad in. The wind blew as 'twad blawn its last; The rattling...
Page 240 - twas visible— I saw not, but I felt that it was there. That which I saw was the revealed abode Of Spirits in beatitude: my heart Swelled in my breast—' I have been dead,' I cried,
Page 277 - ... dress that one of the young men — the young savants — was so good as to drop there. Did you see the young savants who work under Gordon's orders ? I thought they were too forlorn ; there is n't one of them you would look at. If you can believe it, there was n't one of them that looked at me ; they took no more notice of me than if I had been the charwoman. They might have shown me some attention, at least, as the wife of the proprietor. What is it that Gordon 's called — is n't there some...
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Page 1 - SEVERAL years have passed since the events occurred which I am about to relate in this narrative.