 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 416 páginas
...floats as a sort of dream before me — the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even...and whom I was to consign to the very spot which in pleasure-parties we so frequently visited. It seems still -as if this could not be really so. But it... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1837 - 418 páginas
...scene floats as a sort of dream before me—the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even...the hasty important bustle of men with spades and mattocks—the train of carriages —the coffin containing the creature that was so long the dearest... | |
 | 1838 - 588 páginas
...dream before me — the beautiful day, the gray ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage nnd flourish, where the grave, even in the lap of beauty, lay lurking, nnd gnped fnr its prey. Theu the grave looks, the hasty important bustle of men with spades nnd matlocks... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1839 - 434 páginas
...floats as a sort of dream before me — the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even...and whom I was to consign to the very spot which in pleasureparties we so frequently visited. It seems still as if * Ladv Alvanley died at Edinburgh, 17th.... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1839 - 430 páginas
...floats as a sort of dream before me — the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even in the lap of beavty, lay lurking, and gaped for its prey. Then the grave looks, the hasty important bustle of men... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1848 - 754 páginas
...floats as a sort of dream before me — the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even...and whom I was to consign to the very spot which in pleasure-parties we so frequently visited. It seems still as if this could not be really so. But it... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1848 - 452 páginas
...before me — the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and nourish, where the grave, even in the lap of beauty, lay lurking,...and whom I was to consign to the very spot which in pleasure-parties we so frequently visited. It seems still as if this could not be really so. But it... | |
 | John Gibson Lockhart - 1853 - 906 páginas
...scene floats as a sort of dream before me—the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even...the hasty important bustle of men with spades and mattocks—the train of carriages—the coffin containing the creature that was so long the dearest... | |
 | George Gilfillan - 1870 - 414 páginas
...scene floats as a sort of dream before me: the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even...lap of beauty, lay lurking and gaped for its prey.' Surely his heart was entombed along with her; and his body, too, has long been at her side. A week... | |
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The whole scene floats as a sort of dream before me — the beautiful day, the grey ruins covered and hidden among clouds of foliage and flourish, where the grave, even in the lap of beauty, lay lurking and gaped for its prey. Then the grave looks, the... 
