Granby: A Novel, Volume 2

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H. Colburn, 1826
 

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Page 25 - Come, then, the colours and the ground prepare; Dip in the rainbow, trick her off in air; Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
Page 1 - PASSIONS are likened best to floods and streams. The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb. So, when affections yield discourse, it seems The bottom is but shallow whence they come ; They that are rich in words must needs discover, They are but poor in that which makes a lover.
Page 192 - Though with their high wrongs I am struck to the quick, Yet, with my nobler reason, 'gainst my fury Do I take part. The rarer action is In virtue than in vengeance ; they being penitent, The sole drift of my purpose doth extend Not a frown further.
Page 126 - PHYSICIAN. But yet some rumours great are stirring; and if Lorenzo should prove false (which none but the great gods can tell), you then perhaps would find that (whispers) BAYES. Now he whispers.
Page 12 - GIVE me more love, or more disdain; The torrid or the frozen zone Bring equal ease unto my pain; The temperate affords me none: Either extreme, of love or hate, Is sweeter than a calm estate.
Page 274 - Life, ch. is. this fair scene from the silent chamber of death. To him it gave far other feelings. It added an impulse to his grief. " It seemed as if Nature had unkindly withheld her sympathy. All without was bright and gay, and breathed of life and cheerfulness—all within was solemn as the grave. He turned his eyes from the death-bed of his benefactor, to the brilliant spectacle of reviving nature, and the cruel contrast deepened the gloom of his situation.
Page 58 - To common haunts, and companies frequent, To hark what any one did good report, To blot the same with blame, or wrest in wicked sort : And, if that any ill she heard of any, She would it eke, and make...
Page 203 - You cannot think more meanly of me than I do of myself. Your opinion of me may have been widely changed, and well it may; but I must ever preserve for you that grateful regard which I now feel.
Page 273 - The birds had begun their early carol, and "the cock's shrill clarion" echoed in the distance. All told of renovated life—all spoke the voice of joy and promise. It was a sight to cheer all hearts—all, save that of the desolate mourner, who looked out upon this fair scene from the silent chamber of death.
Page 273 - Granby, after watching the dissolution of his best friend. A clear light, we read, just tinged the edges of the hills, while a thin cool haze, like a silver gauze, was lightly thrown across the valleys. The birds had begun their early carol, and " the cock's shrill clarion

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