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... aunt , to turn her thoughts into another channel ; but her father was ever in her thoughts ; the sad - sad parting - his last adieu still vibrated in her ears - her utterance was choaked - her heart ached even to burst- ing . Ashamed of ...
... aunt , to turn her thoughts into another channel ; but her father was ever in her thoughts ; the sad - sad parting - his last adieu still vibrated in her ears - her utterance was choaked - her heart ached even to burst- ing . Ashamed of ...
41 ÆäÀÌÁö
... aunt have told me of ? It must be illness that has deprived of its glowing loveliness that still interesting face . " The reverie continued , and Ju- liet , left to herself , regained something of her lost composure . From her aunt she ...
... aunt have told me of ? It must be illness that has deprived of its glowing loveliness that still interesting face . " The reverie continued , and Ju- liet , left to herself , regained something of her lost composure . From her aunt she ...
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... aunt was fond of flowers ? " My affections , " replied Mrs. Bouve- rie , with what Juliet considered the ir- ritability of illness , " have long since . died an accidental death , and I am fond of nothing . " " But vain repinings ...
... aunt was fond of flowers ? " My affections , " replied Mrs. Bouve- rie , with what Juliet considered the ir- ritability of illness , " have long since . died an accidental death , and I am fond of nothing . " " But vain repinings ...
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... aunt in her favour , for she was conscious that her swollen eyes and inarticulated words had done little that way the preceding evening , which her maid Victoire perceiving , dressed her with the nicest care ; therefore the smile that ...
... aunt in her favour , for she was conscious that her swollen eyes and inarticulated words had done little that way the preceding evening , which her maid Victoire perceiving , dressed her with the nicest care ; therefore the smile that ...
47 ÆäÀÌÁö
... aunt had offered to her lips . Mrs. Bou- verie returned not the pressure ; with her thoughts and looks fixed on the as- tonished girl , she exclaimed- " How beautiful your hair is dressed ! what lovely plaits ! What a pity that true ...
... aunt had offered to her lips . Mrs. Bou- verie returned not the pressure ; with her thoughts and looks fixed on the as- tonished girl , she exclaimed- " How beautiful your hair is dressed ! what lovely plaits ! What a pity that true ...
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135 ÆäÀÌÁö - How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet, now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on ! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory slept.
104 ÆäÀÌÁö - If folly grow romantic, I must paint it. Come, then, the colours and the ground prepare ! Dip in the rainbow, trick her off in air ; Choose a firm cloud before it fall, and in it Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
66 ÆäÀÌÁö - Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead! Away! we know that tears are vain, That death nor heeds nor hears distress: Will this unteach us to complain? Or make one mourner weep the less? And thou — who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet.
61 ÆäÀÌÁö - Tis she ; — but why that bleeding bosom gor'd, Why dimly gleams the visionary sword ! Oh, ever beauteous, ever friendly ! tell, Is it, in heaven, a crime to love too well ? To bear too tender or too firm a heart, To act a lover's or a Roman's part ? Is there no bright reversion in the sky, For those who greatly think, or bravely die...
3 ÆäÀÌÁö - twas, but it express'd her fortune, And she died singing it : that song to-night Will not go from my mind ; I have much to do, But to go hang my head all at one side, And sing it like poor Barbara.
120 ÆäÀÌÁö - When the clouds of sorrow \ gather over us, we see nothing beyond them, nor can imagine how they will be dispelled : yet a new day succeeded to the night, and sorrow is never long without a dawn of ease. But they who restrain themselves from receiving comfort do as the savages would have done, had they put out their eyes when it was dark. Our minds, like our bodies...
9 ÆäÀÌÁö - Hence all the toils of dress, and all the joys : For this, hands, lips, and eyes are put to school, And each instructed feature has its rule...
145 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... render them miserable. Stones are hard, and cakes of ice are cold: and all who feel them, feel them alike.* But the good or the bad events, which fortune brings upon us, are felt according to what qualities we, not they, have. They are...
173 ÆäÀÌÁö - Houghton, 2d edition, 3 vols. 0 18 0 Barozzi, or the Venetian Sorceress, a Romance, by Mrs. Smith, Author of the Caledonian Bandit, ,\e.
25 ÆäÀÌÁö - Dorinda's sparkling wit and eyes United cast too fierce a light, Which blazes high, but quickly dies, Pains not the heart, but hurts the sight. Love is a calmer, gentler joy, Smooth are his looks, and soft his pace, Her Cupid is a blackguard boy, That runs his link full in your face.