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Page 17
... father I never knew ; my mother died ten years ago . My nearest connection is a gentleman who is supposed to act as my guardian , and , at any rate , acts as my banker . " " Um ! Sad for the boy ! -good for the poet ! I beg your pardon ...
... father I never knew ; my mother died ten years ago . My nearest connection is a gentleman who is supposed to act as my guardian , and , at any rate , acts as my banker . " " Um ! Sad for the boy ! -good for the poet ! I beg your pardon ...
Page 38
... father was a baron - com- paratively poor , it is true ; but his position of only son secured to him the choice of being idle . Even this very indolence , so contrary to Edgar's disposition , assisted the formation of the friendship ...
... father was a baron - com- paratively poor , it is true ; but his position of only son secured to him the choice of being idle . Even this very indolence , so contrary to Edgar's disposition , assisted the formation of the friendship ...
Page 64
... father died he left him a competence , a handsome appear- ance , winning manners , idleness , and the entrance into the best salons . And no one danced oftener , had the reputation of flirting more , or was a greater favourite than ...
... father died he left him a competence , a handsome appear- ance , winning manners , idleness , and the entrance into the best salons . And no one danced oftener , had the reputation of flirting more , or was a greater favourite than ...
Page 83
... father , he went over and over the three rooms with the tears running down his soldier's cheeks . At last he ap- proached Edgar with emotion . " O Mr. Huntingdon ! why all this ? A hovel in a back street would have sufficed ; and that I ...
... father , he went over and over the three rooms with the tears running down his soldier's cheeks . At last he ap- proached Edgar with emotion . " O Mr. Huntingdon ! why all this ? A hovel in a back street would have sufficed ; and that I ...
Page 120
... father wished to consult him . This his Lordship constantly did , hoping thus to interest his son in the property which would one day be his own . A refusal or excuse would have deeply offended , so Frank was forced to leave his sister ...
... father wished to consult him . This his Lordship constantly did , hoping thus to interest his son in the property which would one day be his own . A refusal or excuse would have deeply offended , so Frank was forced to leave his sister ...
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Page 57 - SHUT, shut the door, good John! fatigued, I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land. What walls can guard me, or what shades can hide? They pierce my thickets, through my grot they glide, By land...
Page 190 - And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A Spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the Palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till Ages are its dower.
Page 132 - thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.