Ella; Or, The Emperor's Son, Volum 1H. Colburn, 1838 |
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Side 14
... time rendered him more sanguine in its pursuit . Experience would have hesitated in a selection where enthusiasm persevered . Confident in the extent of his own powers , he thus stemmed the adverse current of cir- cumstances ; 14 ELLA ; OR.
... time rendered him more sanguine in its pursuit . Experience would have hesitated in a selection where enthusiasm persevered . Confident in the extent of his own powers , he thus stemmed the adverse current of cir- cumstances ; 14 ELLA ; OR.
Side 16
... Suffice it to ' say , that fortune smiled on him ; he possessed the confidence of his country , the admiration of his rivals , and the personal friendship of his sovereign ; his ambition was attained , he was 16 ELLA ; OR.
... Suffice it to ' say , that fortune smiled on him ; he possessed the confidence of his country , the admiration of his rivals , and the personal friendship of his sovereign ; his ambition was attained , he was 16 ELLA ; OR.
Side 23
Camden Elizabeth Lambert. marriage , and might justly be considered as a token of confidence from that government to which he had hitherto proved such a faithful minister . Wearied with change , the Baron had travelled just enough to ...
Camden Elizabeth Lambert. marriage , and might justly be considered as a token of confidence from that government to which he had hitherto proved such a faithful minister . Wearied with change , the Baron had travelled just enough to ...
Side 90
... my solicitations . Again I ask - I be- seech your candour - your confidence . " " You are a national hostage , " replied the Baron , " a living pledge of the peace of Eu- rope . Does your Highness comprehend my meaning ? " 90 ELLA ; OR.
... my solicitations . Again I ask - I be- seech your candour - your confidence . " " You are a national hostage , " replied the Baron , " a living pledge of the peace of Eu- rope . Does your Highness comprehend my meaning ? " 90 ELLA ; OR.
Side 101
... confidence free from familiarity and variety without inconstancy . Reason has not yet schooled the heart into coldness , and docility cannot be construed into obedience ; the hard relentless duties of life have not yet started up in ...
... confidence free from familiarity and variety without inconstancy . Reason has not yet schooled the heart into coldness , and docility cannot be construed into obedience ; the hard relentless duties of life have not yet started up in ...
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affection Albert amongst attachment Baron Baroness beauty bitterness Bonapartist bosom bright Caspar cheek Chevalier child choly circumstances cold conceal confidence Constance Count Rosendahl Countess cried Danube daugh daughter dear dear Ella dear father deep destiny Duke de Reichstadt duty Ella's emotion endeavoured Ereinfels exclaimed existence eyes Father Clement favour fear feelings felt Florville France future gazed hand happiness heart hitherto honour hope hour husband imperial inquired interest interrupted jesuit lady Leopold lips Lolotte look Lord Byron lover Madame von Lindenberg Mademoiselle marriage melan ment mind Montpelier mother Napoleon nature ness never object observed Oh father once painful passion pause pleasure possessed present Prince di Corsini Princess di Corsini regret rejoined remained replied returned scarcely Schoenbrunn seemed sentiment sigh silent smile sorrow soul spirit spoke tears tenderness thought tion tone uttered Victor Hugo Vienna voice whilst wife wish words young youth
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Side 272 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Side 343 - Statesman, yet friend to Truth! of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear; Who broke no promise, served no private end, Who gained no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approved, And praised, unenvied, by the Muse he loved.
Side 323 - The letter, as I live, with all the business I writ to his holiness. Nay then, farewell ! I have touch'd the highest point of all my greatness : And, from that full meridian of my glory, I haste now to my setting. I shall fall Like a bright exhalation in the evening, And no man see me more.
Side 87 - It has a strange quick jar upon the ear, That cocking of a pistol, when you know A moment more will bring the sight to bear Upon your person, twelve yards off, or so ; A gentlemanly distance, not too near, If you have got a former friend for foe ; But after being fired at once or twice, The ear becomes more Irish, and less nice.
Side 10 - It is a vain attempt To bind th* ambitious and unjust by treaties ; These they elude a thousand specious ways ; Or, if they cannot find a fair pretext, They blush not in the face of heaven to break them.
Side 157 - O but they say the tongues of dying men Enforce attention like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain. For they breathe truth that breathe their words in pain.
Side 124 - Three children sliding on the ice, All on a summer's day, It so fell out they all fell in, The rest they ran away.
Side 83 - LIFE. WE are born ; we laugh ; we weep ; We love ; we droop ; we die ! Ah ! wherefore do we laugh, or weep ? Why do we live, or die ? Who knows that secret deep ? Alas, not I ! Why doth the violet spring Unseen by human eye ? Why do the radiant seasons bring Sweet thoughts that quickly fly ? Why do our fond hearts cling To things that die ? We toil, — through pain and wrong ; We fight,— and fly ; We love ; we lose ; and then, ere long, Stone-dead we lie.
Side 212 - Farewell to thee, France ! — But when Liberty rallies Once more in thy regions, remember me then, — The violet still grows in the depth of thy valleys ; Though wither'd, thy tear will unfold it again. Yet, yet I may baffle the hosts that surround us, And yet may thy heart leap awake to my voice — There are links which must break in the chain that has bound us...
Side 254 - Enough, that we are parted — that there rolls A flood of headlong fate between our souls, Whose darkness severs me as wide from thee As hell from heaven, to all eternity !