The Edinburgh Tales, Volumen2

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Christian Isobel Johnstone
W. Tait, 1846
 

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Página 356 - But the word of the Lord was unto them precept upon precept, precept upon precept ; line upon line, line upon line ; here a little, and there a little ; that they might go, and fall backward, and be broken, and snared, and taken.
Página 391 - WIFE'S A WINSOME WEE THING. SHE is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o' mine. I never saw a fairer, I never lo'ed a dearer, And neist my heart I'll wear her, For fear my jewel tine. She is a winsome wee thing, She is a handsome wee thing, She is a bonie wee thing, This sweet wee wife o
Página 155 - for I know well that Anselmus himself is possessed by secret powers, which vex him and drive him on to all imaginable mad freaks." Conrector Paulmann could stand it no longer ; he broke loose : " Hold ! For the love of Heaven, hold ! Are we again overtaken with the cursed punch, or has...
Página 158 - Then Archivarius Lindhorst patted me gently on the shoulder, and said : " Soft, soft, my honoured friend ! Lament not so ! Were you not even now in Atlantis ; and have you not at least a pretty little copyhold Farm there, as the poetical possession of your inward sense ? And is the blessedness of Anselmus aught else but a Living in Poesy ? Can aught else but Poesy reveal itself as the sacred Harmony of all Beings, as the deepest secret of Nature...
Página 146 - A kiss was burning on his lips ; he awoke as from a deep dream : Serpentina had vanished ; six o'clock was striking, and it fell heavy on his heart that to-day he had not copied a single stroke. Full of anxiety, and dreading reproaches from the Archivarius, he looked into the sheet ; and, 0 wonder ! the copy of the mysterious manuscript was fairly concluded ; and...
Página 309 - ... following: — Led by his dusky guide, like morning brought by night. Till now in Gertrude's eyes their ninth blue summer shone. Nor far some Andalusian saraband Would sound to many a native roundelay; But who is he that yet a dearer land Remembers, over hills and far away. Green Albyn, &c. Oh, earthly pleasure, what art thou in sooth ? The torrent's smoothness, ere it dash below.
Página 120 - ... mode. His pike-gray frock was shaped as if the tailor had known the modern form only by hearsay ; and his wellkept, black satin lower habiliments gave the whole a certain pedagogic air, to which the gait and gesture of the wearer did not at all correspond. The Student had almost reached the end of the alley which leads out to the Linke Bath ; but his breath could stand such a rate no longer. From running he took to walking ; but scarcely did he yet dare to lift an eye from the ground ; for he...
Página 142 - ... he comprehended all the wonders of a higher world, which before had filled him with astonishment, nay, with dread. His copying proceeded rapidly and lightly ; for he felt more and more as if he were writing characters long known to him ; and he scarcely needed to cast his eye upon the manuscript, while copying it all with the greatest exactness. Except at the hour of dinner, Archivarius Lindhorst seldom made his appearance ; and this always precisely at the moment when Anselmus had finished the...
Página 179 - And now, mine own sweetest ! do you still wish to live single with me?" "Oh, father! father!" " Or do you desire that I should marry Charles to the woman of his heart ?" "Father! dear father!" " Choose, my Agnes ! It shall be as you command. Speak freely. Do not cling so around me, but speak ! " " Oh, my dear father ! Cannot we all live together ? I cannot leave you. But poor Charles — surely, father, we may all live together ! " And so it was settled : and a very few months proved that love had...
Página 59 - They walked on, all four together, towards the setting sun, and in the direction of the dingles at the bottom of the park. At length Mr. Latimer gave his arm to Ada, and Tom of course offered his to Agnes. It was the first time in her whole life that she had thus walked with him. A consciousness which was almost painful to her, made this little circumstance more noticeable. The thought of Fanny Jeffkins and her child, accompanied her as they went on through that very dingle where she first had seen...

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