Cooper's Novels: Mercedes of Castile

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Side 131 - No vernal blooms their torpid rocks array, But winter lingering chills the lap of May ; No zephyr fondly sues the mountain's breast, But meteors glare, and stormy glooms invest.
Side 280 - Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood — Some mute, inglorious Milton here may rest ; Some Cromwell, guiltless of his country's blood.
Side 74 - Ah ! then he must have led an evil life indeed," said Hollister ; the blessed in spirit lie quiet until the general muster, but wickedness disturbs the soul in this life as well as in that which is to come.
Side 276 - If not for money, what then ?" " What has brought Your Excellency into the field ? For what do you daily and hourly expose your precious life to battle and the halter? What is there about me to mourn, when such men as you risk...
Side 212 - Turn, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread With fainting steps and slow ; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem length'ning as I go.
Side 198 - His horse, who never in that sort Had handled been before, What thing upon his back had got Did wonder more and more. Away went Gilpin, neck or nought ; Away went hat and wig ; He little dreamt, when he set out, Of running such a rig.
Side 192 - And the king lamented over Abner, and said, Died Abner as a fool dieth ? Thy hands were not bound, nor thy feet put into fetters : as a man falleth before wicked men, so fellest thou. And all the people wept again over him.

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