The Camisard, Or, The Protestants of Languedoc: A TaleG.B. Whittaker, 1825 - Camisards |
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The Camisard, Or, the Protestants of Languedoc: A Tale Frances Clare Adeline Coxe No preview available - 2015 |
The Camisard, Or, the Protestants of Languedoc: A Tale: 2 Frances Clare Adeline Coxe No preview available - 2018 |
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amongst Andore appeared arms Beaucaire black pudding CAMISARD Cevennes child command companions concealed Consul countenance cried crowd dark daugh dear death Delorme door endeavoured excited exclaimed eyes fancy Father Bernardine fear feelings felt Florent forced Gaspard hand happiness hear heard heart Hermit hermitage honour hope inquired Isidore Isidore's knew lady LANGUEDOC Leah leave Lebrun length listen look Louise Madame Durand Madame la Porte Mademoiselle Coste master means ment mind Monsieur Brunel Monsieur la Porte Montpellier mountains ness never night painful party passed perceived Pierre Pilgrim Pont du Gard poor present Prior Priory Protestants racter replied repose rock Rose round scarcely scene seemed silence Simon smile soon sorrow specting spirit stood strange stranger suffer sure tain thought tion turned uncon Vallerargues Vidal village voice wish wretched young zeal
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Page 354 - Shame knew him not, he dreaded no disgrace ; Truth, simple truth, was written in his face...
Page 324 - Whare sits our sulky, sullen dame, Gathering her brows like gathering storm, Nursing her wrath to keep it warm. This truth fand honest Tam o...
Page 264 - Th' enormous amphitheatre behold — Mountainous pile ! o'er whose capacious womb Pours the broad firmament its varied light ; While from the central floor the seats ascend...
Page 134 - But from the stem once plucked, in dust it lies, Nor youth nor maid will then desire or prize. The virgin thus her blushing beauty rears, Loved by her kindred, and her young compeers ; But if her simple charm, her maiden grace...
Page 285 - Chi vuol esser lieto, sia: Di doman non c'è certezza. Donne e giovanetti amanti, Viva Bacco e viva Amore ! Ciascun suoni, balli e canti ! Arda di dolcezza il core ! Non fatica, non dolore ! Quel c'ha esser, convien sia. Chi vuol esser lieto, sia: Di doman non c'è certezza.
Page 206 - Musical ever ; while from yon blue hills Dim in the clouds, the radiant aqueducts Turn their innumerable arches o'er The spacious desert, brightening in the sun, Proud and more proud in their august approach High o'er irriguous vales and woods and towns, Glide the soft whispering waters in the wind, And here united pour their silver streams Among the figured rocks, in murmuring falls, Musical ever.
Page 203 - Not that fair field Of Enna, where Proserpine gathering flowers, Herself a fairer flower by gloomy Dis Was gathered, which cost Ceres all that pain To seek her through the world...
Page 86 - The mingling tempest weaves its gloom, and still The deluge deepens; till the fields around Lie sunk, and flatted, in the sordid wave. Sudden, the ditches swell ; the meadows swim.
Page 423 - Alpheus' silver flight; If in my verse thou dost delight, My verse, O Rhea's son ! which is Lofty as that, and smooth as this. For the past sufferings of this noble race (Since things once past, and fled out of thine hand, - Hearken no more to thy command) Let present joys fill up their place, And with Oblivion's silent stroke deface Of foregone ills the very trace.
Page 166 - The cluster'd filberds, and the purple grapes : He taught a prating stare to speak my name ; And when he found a nest of nightingales, Or callow linnets, he would...