Category: Historical Novels
"What, am I poor of late? 'Tis certain, greatness, once fallen out with fortune, Must fall out with men too. What the declined is, He shall as soon read in the eyes of others, As feel in his own fall: for men, like butterflies, Show not their mealy wings but to the summer; And...
There was no sleep for Randolph that night. One moment had dissipated all the dreams of his youth. One word had dissolved the airy castle. Henceforth he was Trevethlan. So sudde...
5. CHAPTER V.The promise of the red evening described in the last chapter was faithfully kept, and a splendid day witnessed the departure of the heir of Trevethlan and his sister from their...
13. CHAPTER XIII.Revenged! How should I be revenged? If this be true, As I have such a heart, that both mine ears Must not in haste abuse--if it be true, How should I be revenged?
1. CHAPTER I."What, am I poor of late? 'Tis certain, greatness, once fallen out with fortune, Must fall out with men too. What the declined is, He shall as soon read in the eyes of others, A...
10. CHAPTER X."He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit in the centre, and enjoy bright day; But he that hides a dark soul and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day s...
2. CHAPTER II.Randolph Trevethlan was just of age when his father died; his sister, two years younger. Their singular education had impressed peculiarities upon each of them; but, trained so...
4. CHAPTER IV."But can the noble mind for ever brood, The willing victim of a weary mood, On heartless cares that squander life away, And cloud young genius brightening into day? Shame to the...
11. CHAPTER XI.There's a dark spirit walking in our house, And swiftly will the Destiny close on us. It drove me hither from my calm asylum, It mocks my soul with charming witchery, It lures m...
9. CHAPTER IX._Romeo_.--O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright! Her beauty hangs upon the cheek of night, Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear: Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
3. CHAPTER III."Nature never framed a woman's heart Of prouder stuff than that of Beatrice: Disdain and scorn ride sparkling in her eyes, Misprising what they look on; and her wit Values itsel...
8. CHAPTER VIII.As children tremble, and in darkness quake At all things near, so we too sometimes shake At daylight fancies, vain as those which scare Children in darkness with foreboding fear.
7. CHAPTER VII.The summons which called Michael Sinson from the far-west to the metropolis, was the result of impulse rather than of settled design on the part of his patroness. Quick in readi...
15. CHAPTER XV.Mildred's trial was not destined to last long. Her suitor was more impatient than Mrs. Winston predicted. He would, indeed, as she suggested, have willingly continued to accept...
6. CHAPTER VI."Yon bosky dingle still the rustics name; 'Twas there the blushing maid confessed her flame. Down yon green lane they oft were seen to hie, When evening slumbered on the western...
16. CHAPTER XVI.Already the engagement of Squire Melcomb and Miss Mildred had been a subject of discussion among the underlings of the establishment in May Fair, and Michael Sinson, at least, h...
14. CHAPTER XIV._Juliet._ Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, That sees into the bottom of my grief? O, sweet my mother, cast me not away! Delay this marriage for a month--a week-- Or if yo...