The talismanArchibald Constable and Company Edinburgh; and Hurst, Robinson, and Company London., 1825 - 368 sayfa |
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Sayfa 237 - ... companion of our pleasures and our toils, hath invested him with a nature noble and incapable of deceit. He forgets neither friend nor foe — remembers, and with accuracy, both benefit and injury. He hath a share of man's intelligence, but no share of man's falsehood. You may bribe a soldier to slay a man with his sword, or a witness to take life by false accusation ; but you cannot make a hound tear his benefactor — he is the friend of man, save when man justly incurs his enmity.
Sayfa 159 - Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Sayfa 310 - ... across the cushion, applying the edge so dexterously, and with so little apparent effort, that the cushion seemed rather to fall asunder than to be divided by violence.
Sayfa 265 - I weep not for an absent swain, for time may happier hours recall, And parted lovers meet again. " I weep not for the silent dead, Their pains are past, their sorrows o'er, And those that loved their steps must tread, When death shall join to part no more.