Campbell; Or, The Scottish Probationer. A NovelOliver, 1819 |
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... expressed my in- clination to learn Latin . He continued obstinate ; my mother grew sullen , and ul- timately sick ; disappointed hope had also begun to pluck the roses from my cheek , and I became mopish and unhappy . In this dilemma ...
... expressed my in- clination to learn Latin . He continued obstinate ; my mother grew sullen , and ul- timately sick ; disappointed hope had also begun to pluck the roses from my cheek , and I became mopish and unhappy . In this dilemma ...
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... she felt she too often expressed , with so little attention to time or place , that I was the daily burden of her song , and the object of her constant adoration . After a residence of a few weeks , I preached CAMPBELL . 33.
... she felt she too often expressed , with so little attention to time or place , that I was the daily burden of her song , and the object of her constant adoration . After a residence of a few weeks , I preached CAMPBELL . 33.
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... expressed a wish to her parents , that I should become her tutor . Solicitous to pro- mote her improvement , and to contribute what appeared conducive to her happiness , they readily complied . We entered on the task ; her progress was ...
... expressed a wish to her parents , that I should become her tutor . Solicitous to pro- mote her improvement , and to contribute what appeared conducive to her happiness , they readily complied . We entered on the task ; her progress was ...
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... expression , that dif fused thrilling agonies through my frame . She was in the practice of taking a morn- ing walk in the woods surrounding the house ; and although I studiously avoided meeting her in these excursions , yet , I will ...
... expression , that dif fused thrilling agonies through my frame . She was in the practice of taking a morn- ing walk in the woods surrounding the house ; and although I studiously avoided meeting her in these excursions , yet , I will ...
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... expressed , and often in lan- guage not quite suited to her sex and sta- tion ; but of all this , from her ignorance of propriety , she was totally unconscious . The hey - day of youth was indeed waning apace , and she was every day ...
... expressed , and often in lan- guage not quite suited to her sex and sta- tion ; but of all this , from her ignorance of propriety , she was totally unconscious . The hey - day of youth was indeed waning apace , and she was every day ...
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Page 142 - Tis education forms the common mind ; Just as the twig is bent the tree's inclined.
Page 104 - I have neither the scholar's melancholy, which is emulation ; nor the musician's which is fantastical ; nor the courtier's, which is proud ; nor the soldier's, which is ambitious ; nor the lawyer's, which is politic ; nor the lady's, which is nice ; nor the lover's, which is all these : but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and, indeed, the sundry contemplation of my travels, in which my often rumination wraps me in a most humorous sadness.
Page 186 - There is a tide in the affairs of men, That, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune ; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
Page 164 - Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus; but use all gently: for in the very torrent, tempest, and (as I may say) whirlwind of your passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance, that may give it smoothness. O, it offends me to the soul, to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings...
Page 180 - The bridegroom may forget the bride Was made his wedded wife yestreen ; The monarch may forget the crown ' That on his head an hour has been ; The mother may forget the child That smiles sae sweetly on her knee ; But I'll remember thee, Glencairn, And a' that thou hast done for me ! " LINES, SENT TO SIR JOHN WHITEFORD, OF WHITEFORD, BART.
Page 156 - I venerate the man whose heart is warm, Whose hands are pure, whose doctrine and whose life, Coincident, exhibit lucid proof That he is honest in the sacred cause.
Page 231 - Fame's proud temple shinci afar; Ah! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war...
Page 111 - Ullin, Fingal's bard, was there ; the sweet voice of the hill of Cona. He praised the daughter of snow, and Morven's" high-descended chief. The daughter of snow overheard, and left the hall of her secret sigh. She came in all her beauty, like the moon from the cloud of the east. Loveliness was around her as light. Her steps were like the music of songs.
Page 28 - THE way was long, the wind was cold, The Minstrel was infirm and old ; His wither'd cheek, and tresses grey, Seem'd to have known a better day ; The harp, his sole remaining joy, Was carried by an orphan boy. The last of all the Bards was he, Who sung of Border chivalry ; For, well-a-day ! their date was fled, His tuneful brethren all were dead ; And he, neglected and oppress'd...
Page 8 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. 'Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love . Where friendship...