The belle of the village

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Page 234 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Page 259 - What are these, So wither'd, and so wild in their attire ; That look not like the inhabitants o...
Page 204 - O my soul's joy ! If after every tempest come such calms, May the winds blow till they have waken'd death ! And let the labouring bark climb hills of seas, Olympus-high ; and duck again as low As hell's from heaven ! If it were now to die, 'Twere now to be most happy ; for, I fear, My soul hath her content so absolute, That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Page 110 - Is, or is not, the two great ends of Fate, And, true or false, the subject of debate, That perfect or destroy the vast designs of...
Page 90 - Twas in the merry month of May, When bees from flower to flower did hum, Soldiers through the town march'd gay.
Page 102 - ... Duke of Wellington does not seem to have been previously apprized, rendered it necessary for him .to fall back also. He had travelled through this part of the country at a time when there was no appearance that hostilities would be so soon renewed, and seeing every thing with a soldier's eye, had observed, that were he ever to fight a battle for the defence of Brussels, Waterloo was the ground which he would chuse. A heathen, or a catholic chief, might have imputed this to some tutelary genius...
Page 112 - ... left was only so much engaged as to prevent it from detaching reinforcements. This effort to force the British position was the fiercest yet made. For a moment the cavalry were driven back, and the advanced artillery taken, but rallying again, they charged into the very centre of the enemy's columns, and cut several battalions to pieces.
Page 149 - He then asked for his little child, aud taking her in his arms he looked earnestly in her face, and prayed God to bless her. " I think I see him now, comrade," said the corporal, hastily brushing something from his cheek, " folding her to his breast and kissing her as I'd seldom seen him do before. " That which he said to me is not worth repeating, only that it's as well to observe that I didn't deserve one fourth part to what his grateful soul gave vent.
Page 147 - The cottage which we occupied was a snug little box within a few yards of the shore," resumed Corporal Crump, " and either in wandering along the sands, or watching his little child play with the pebbles on the beach, the poor lieutenant's harmless life glided on with scarcely a change from one twelvemonth's end to another. He made no inquiries, rarely spoke ; but would sit for hours, with his hi h ik less eyes fixed on vacancy and dwelling upon one thought, the maddening misery of his brain.
Page 139 - I'M spinning a long yarn, comrade," said Corporal Crump. "You'll begin to grow weary of an old soldier's gabble, I fear." "No, no," replied Jacob, administering an unusual supply of friction to the ends of his fingers; "that's impossible. I can listen," continued he, " for ever, and, if required, considerably longer.

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