The Crayon Miscellany

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G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1865 - 441 pages
 

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Page 352 - Had wander'd from its dwelling, and her eyes They had not their own lustre, but the look Which is not of the earth; she was become The queen of a fantastic realm; her thoughts Were combinations of disjointed things; And forms impalpable and unperceived Of others
Page 380 - He had no breath, no being, but in hers ; She was his voice ; he did not speak to her...
Page 338 - Yet left a grand impression on the mind, • At least of those whose eyes are in their hearts: We gaze upon a giant for his stature, Nor judge at first if all be true to nature.
Page 383 - Was darkened with her shadow, and she saw That he was wretched; but she saw not all. He rose, and with a cold and gentle grasp He took her hand; a moment o'er his face A tablet of unutterable thoughts Was traced, and then it faded as it came...
Page 249 - Like a pilgrim from beyond the sea : His left hand held his Book of Might ; A silver cross was in his right ; The lamp was placed beside his knee...
Page 381 - Which colour'd all his objects:— he had ceased To live within himself; she was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts, Which terminated all: upon a tone, A touch of hers, his blood would ebb and flow, And his cheek change tempestuously— his heart Unknowing of its cause of agony.
Page 353 - I saw him stand Before an Altar — with a gentle bride ; Her face was fair, but was not that which made The Starlight of his Boyhood ; — as he stood Even at the altar, o'er his brow there...
Page 354 - exclaims he, with a sudden burst of feeling, " why do I say my? Our union would have healed feuds in which blood had been shed by our fathers ; it would have joined lands broad and rich ; it would have joined at least one heart, and two persons not ill-matched in years — and — and — and — what has been the result ? ' ' But enough of Annesley Hall and the poetical themes connected with it.
Page 254 - Aye, aye, old boy !" cried Scott, "you have done wonders. You have shaken the Eildon hills with your roaring; you may now lay by your artillery for the rest of the day. Maida...
Page 278 - ... the monks of Melrose made gude kale On Fridays, when they fasted ; They wanted neither beef nor ale, As long as their neighbors lasted.

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