Tales of a lay brother. Neville's cross1844 |
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... object of his wrath . At this precise moment the officious senes- chal thought fit to decamp , and stalked out of the tapestry , ejaculating , " Siccan a temper ! siccan a temper ! " and as he 26 TALES OF A LAY - BROTHER .
... object of his wrath . At this precise moment the officious senes- chal thought fit to decamp , and stalked out of the tapestry , ejaculating , " Siccan a temper ! siccan a temper ! " and as he 26 TALES OF A LAY - BROTHER .
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... objects that excited them , he rushed from the spot , hurried through the cloisters to his cell , and threw himself on his pallet , in a state of excitement to which his monastic life had been hitherto a stranger . CHAPTER III . " A lip ...
... objects that excited them , he rushed from the spot , hurried through the cloisters to his cell , and threw himself on his pallet , in a state of excitement to which his monastic life had been hitherto a stranger . CHAPTER III . " A lip ...
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... object of his ma- lignant attack turned upon him a glance of withering scorn , and when his harangue was ended , in a firm and decided tone , Rosallin exclaimed , " Father , I am guilty ! " The sincere affection of the Prior for the ...
... object of his ma- lignant attack turned upon him a glance of withering scorn , and when his harangue was ended , in a firm and decided tone , Rosallin exclaimed , " Father , I am guilty ! " The sincere affection of the Prior for the ...
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... object of every heart , with one or two value- less exceptions . These are the men you have rejected . My presence , too , it would appear , is obnoxious ; my offers of friend- ship , considered intrusive ; but , bear with me one single ...
... object of every heart , with one or two value- less exceptions . These are the men you have rejected . My presence , too , it would appear , is obnoxious ; my offers of friend- ship , considered intrusive ; but , bear with me one single ...
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... object of your regard , and let the token witness the renunciation of your love , but the founda- tion of your mutual friendship . Imitate her example . The meekness of her spirit may serve to temper the fire of yours ; her mild and ...
... object of your regard , and let the token witness the renunciation of your love , but the founda- tion of your mutual friendship . Imitate her example . The meekness of her spirit may serve to temper the fire of yours ; her mild and ...
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afore arms auld Aweel bairn Black Castle Black Chief Blanche blood bluid bosom breast Brother Andrew brow canna cheek Chester-le-Street child companion cried dared dark daughter dinna e'en Edgar Effingham exclaimed father feeling fell felt Finchale frae gang gaze Godsbane Grotto hand Harry Hotspur hear heard heart Heaven Hepburn hero honour Hotspur hour Infirmarian Isabel isna knew Lady Helen Lady Lumley ladyship leddy length Leslie lips look Lord Lumley lordship Lumley Castle maid Maiden Castle mair maun ment mind minstrel monk mother never Neville night Otley Percy Priory Prophetess puir Ravenstonedale replied revenge Rosallin round ruin sallin scarcely seemed seneschal siccan side Sidney sigh silence smile sorrow soul spirit spot stood stranger struck tears tell thae thee there's thou thought tion tower turned voice weel whisper ye'll young youth
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Page 111 - But, see, his face is black, and full of blood ; His eyeballs further out than when he lived, Staring full ghastly like a strangled man ; His hair upreared, his nostrils stretched with struggling ; His hands abroad displayed, as one that grasped And tugged for life, and was by strength subdued.
Page 253 - If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. — That strain again ! — it had a dying fall : Oh, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, ( Stealing and giving odour !— Enough ; no more ; ( 'Tis not so sweet now, as it was before.
Page 203 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pined in thought; And, with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like patience on a monument, Smiling at grief. Was not this love, indeed?
Page 73 - Ooze to her skin, and stagnate there to mud, Cased like the centipede in saffron mail, Or darker greenness of the scorpion's scale — (For drawn from reptiles only may we trace Congenial colours in that soul or face) — Look on her features!
Page 141 - Boy was sprung to manhood: in the wilds Of fiery climes he made himself a home, And his soul drank their sunbeams: he was girt With strange and dusky aspects; he was not Himself like what he had been; on the sea And on the shore he was a wanderer...
Page 68 - And dreams in their development have breath, And tears, and tortures, and the touch of joy ; They leave a weight upon our waking thoughts, They take a weight from off our waking toils, They do divide our being...
Page 275 - The Convent bells are ringing, But mournfully and slow ; In the gray square turret swinging, With a deep sound, to and fro. Heavily to the heart they go ! Hark ! the hymn is singing— The song for the dead below, Or the living who shortly shall be so ! For a departing being's soul The death-hymn peals and the hollow bells knoll...
Page 108 - Daughter's dead! Hope of thine age, thy twilight's lonely beam, The Star hath set that shone on Helle's stream. What quench'd its ray? — the blood that thou hast shed! Hark! to the hurried question of Despair: "Where is my child?