The Renegade: A Tale of Real LifeSherman & Company, 1855 - 235 σελίδες |
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The Renegade: A Tale of Real Life (Classic Reprint) John B. Coppinger Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2018 |
The Renegade: A Tale of Real Life (Classic Reprint) John B. Coppinger Δεν υπάρχει διαθέσιμη προεπισκόπηση - 2017 |
Συχνά εμφανιζόμενοι όροι και φράσεις
Algonquins answered arms bosom Bramley braves breast canoe cave chamber CHAPTER chief Chippeways Chuphe companion concealed continued council Dick Elm grove enemies expression eyes face fear feelings feet fell fire followed Frank girl glad glance ground hand happy hate head heard heart hills hour Ickwee Indian Ingin inquired Irenene knife lake lake St laughed leave light lips listened lodge looked maiden Miskow moon morning mountain mountain pass nature night Nishtagau Oconee Okemaw old woman Orillia pale-face party passed passion paused Pilawah poosa Porcupine mountains presently quickly reached red deer replied rest rifle rocks rose savage scalps scene seat seemed seen shore silence smile soon speak spirit spoke stood stooped stranger thought tone tree turned Ungus Upas village voice warrior watch Wawpoosa wigwaum wild Winona Wood wound Yoesie yonder young
Δημοφιλή αποσπάσματα
Σελίδα 25 - And see the rivers how they run, Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go A various journey to the deep, Like human life to endless sleep!
Σελίδα 224 - But me, not destined such delights to share, My prime of life in wandering spent and care ; Impell'd, with steps unceasing, to pursue Some fleeting good, that mocks me with the view ; That, like the circle bounding earth and skies, Allures from far, yet, as I follow, flies ; My fortune leads to traverse realms alone, And find no spot of all the world my own.
Σελίδα 31 - How beautiful is night ! A dewy freshness fills the silent air, No mist obscures, nor cloud, nor speck, nor stain, Breaks the serene of heaven : In full-orbed glory yonder moon divine Rolls through the dark blue depths.
Σελίδα 1 - There at the foot of yonder nodding beech That wreathes its old fantastic roots so high, His listless length at noontide would he stretch, And pore upon the brook that babbles by.
Σελίδα 224 - Well — well, the world must turn upon its axis. And all mankind turn with it, heads or tails, And live and die, make love and pay our taxes, And as the veering wind shifts, shift our sails...
Σελίδα 226 - Dissimulation drops her mask, Through life's grimace, that mistress of the scene '. Here real and apparent are the same.
Σελίδα 167 - Oh ! thou best comforter of that sad heart Whom fortune's spite assails ; come, gentle Sleep, The weary mourner soothe ! for well the art Thou knowest in soft forgetfulness to steep The eyes which sorrow taught to watch and weep ; Let blissful visions now her spirits cheer, Or lull her cares to peace in slumbers deep, Till, from fatigue refreshed and anxious fear, Hope, like the morning star, once more shall re-appear-.
Σελίδα 138 - Lay her i' the earth : And from her fair and unpolluted flesh May violets spring ! I tell thee churlish priest, A ministering angel shall my sister be, When thou liest howling.
Σελίδα 182 - All that the mind would shrink from of excesses; All that the body perpetrates of bad; All that we read, hear, dream, of man's distresses; All that the devil would do if run stark mad; All that defies the worst which pen expresses; All by which hell is peopled, or as sad As hell— mere mortals who their power abuse— Was here (as heretofore and since) let loose.
Σελίδα 205 - What profits us, that we from heaven derive A soul immortal, and with looks erect Survey the stars ; if, like the brutal kind, We follow where our passions lead the way?