The Waverley Novels, Том 7Oxford University Press, 1912 |
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Страница 347 - the Forest of Arden. Touchstone. Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I. When I was at home I was in a better place ; but travellers must be content. Rosalind. Ay, be so, good Touchstone. Look you, who comes here ; a young man and an old, in solemn talk. As You Like It, Scene iv, Act
Страница 292 - When evils are most free ? O ! then by day Where wilt thou find a cavern dark enough To mask thy monstrous visage ? Seek none, conspiracy; Hide it in smiles and affability: For if thou path thy native semblance on, Not Erebus itself were dim enough To hide thee from prevention.
Страница 389 - And life is thorny, and youth is vain; And to be wroth with one we love Alas ! they had been friends in youth; But whispering tongues can poison truth; And constancy lives in realms above; Doth work like madness in the brain.
Страница 389 - Each spoke words of high disdain, And insult to his heart's dear brother, But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining— They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder. Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Страница 329 - As I stood by yon roofless tower, Where the wa'flower scents the dewy air, Where the howlet mourns in her ivy bower, And tells the midnight moon her care : The winds were laid, the air was still, The stars they shot along the sky; The fox was howling on the hill, And the distant echoing glens reply. ROBERT BURNS.
Страница 282 - notice, Douban, it is of importance that you acquaint me the very first moment when the patient can hold rational communication with me.' Alexius and his accomplished daughter departed accordingly. CHAPTER XXVIII Sweet are the uses of adversity, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Bears yet a precious jewel in its head.
Страница xix - villany, too strong for justice, Shows his bold front, the harbinger of ruin, Can brave Leontius call for airy wonders, Which cheats interpret, and which fools regard ? Irene, Act I. THE close observers of vegetable nature have remarked that when a new graft is taken from an aged tree, it possesses indeed in exterior form the appearance of a youthful shoot,
Страница xii - her personal knowledge, she had searched the discourses and writings of the most respectable veterans ; and that after an interval of thirty years, forgotten by, and forgetful of the world, her mournful solitude was inaccessible to hope and fear :' that truth, the naked perfect truth, was more dear than the memory of her parent.
Страница 250 - the petty engagements in which ordinary persons spend the current of their time. One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honour or observation.
Страница 389 - asunder; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder. Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.