Montalembert et ses relations littéraires avec l'étranger jusqu'en 1840: étude avec des documents inédits

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H. Champion, 1927 - Počet stran: 112
 

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Strana 11 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet, As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet ; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Strana 23 - BY that Lake, whose gloomy shore Sky-lark never warbles o'er, ')' "Where the cliff hangs high and steep, Young Saint Kevin stole to sleep. " Here, at least," he calmly said, " Woman ne'er shall find my bed.
Strana 11 - Sweet vale of Avoca ! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace ! ST SENANUS AND THE LADY.
Strana 13 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.
Strana 11 - Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of Nature improve When we see them reflected from looks that we love. Sweet vale of Avoca ! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace.
Strana 2 - L'esprit révolutionnaire en France et aux Etats-Unis à la fin du xvni
Strana 23 - Fearless she had track'd his feet To this rocky, wild retreat ; And, when morning met his view, Her mild glances met it too. Ah ! your Saints have cruel hearts ! Sternly from his bed he starts. And, with rude, repulsive shock, Hurls her from the beetling rock. Glendalough ! thy gloomy wave Soon was gentle Kathleen's grave ! Soon the Saint (yet ah ! too late) Felt her love, and mourn'd her fate. When he said,
Strana 36 - ... se dirigèrent vers la chaumière la plus voisine pour y demander une hospitalité qui est un droit, les autres, prenant leurs femmes en croupe, regagnèrent leurs lointaines demeures à travers le pays. Mais peu de femmes obtiennent de leurs maris la permission de faire la longue course du dimanche ; cette tâche virile est le privilège et l'imprescriptible devoir du père de famille. Mon émotion fut profonde ; jamais je ne sentis plus complètement ce que valait la dévotion, et ce qu'était...
Strana 84 - ... pas voulu. Il faut cependant que je fasse quelque chose dans ma vie, surtout dans cette solitude si cruelle à laquelle je suis condamné, ayant perdu tous mes liens naturels de la manière la plus douloureuse, et ayant si mal réussi dans la tentative que j'ai faite de leur en substituer d'autres.
Strana 6 - Letters from France, written in the Years 1803 and 1804; including a particular Account of Verdun, and the Situation of the British Captives in that City.

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