The Favourite of Nature, 3권G. and W. B. Whittaker, 1821 |
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... idea of presenting herself again to Mor- timer , or any of his connexions , had , in as brief a manner as possible , written to her guardian , stating , " that many cir- cumstances , of which she alone could judge , had induced her to ...
... idea of presenting herself again to Mor- timer , or any of his connexions , had , in as brief a manner as possible , written to her guardian , stating , " that many cir- cumstances , of which she alone could judge , had induced her to ...
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... ideas were considerably augmented when he dropped some vagué hints of " expecting that he should be obliged to go to Paris for a short time- had some affairs which he was afraid would call him over to France for a month or so ; " and at ...
... ideas were considerably augmented when he dropped some vagué hints of " expecting that he should be obliged to go to Paris for a short time- had some affairs which he was afraid would call him over to France for a month or so ; " and at ...
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... idea of being degraded into a mere ballad singer , though by a person whose opi- nion upon the subject was not of much value . " You really do me and my ballads a great deal too much honour , " she re- plied , with an ironical smile ...
... idea of being degraded into a mere ballad singer , though by a person whose opi- nion upon the subject was not of much value . " You really do me and my ballads a great deal too much honour , " she re- plied , with an ironical smile ...
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... idea of Waldegrave - her Waldegrave ! -- her lover ! -- he whose every look and word ought to be appropriated to her , and her alone , returned to that gay saloon she had so lately left , releas- ed from her and from her harassing , mor ...
... idea of Waldegrave - her Waldegrave ! -- her lover ! -- he whose every look and word ought to be appropriated to her , and her alone , returned to that gay saloon she had so lately left , releas- ed from her and from her harassing , mor ...
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... idea , Eliza , how beautifully Miss Ormond sung that song of Rossini's , which Mr. Waldegrave wished you to have sung . " " Did she ? " replied Eliza , not taking off her eyes from the newspaper she was reading . 66 As for poor Stanhope ...
... idea , Eliza , how beautifully Miss Ormond sung that song of Rossini's , which Mr. Waldegrave wished you to have sung . " " Did she ? " replied Eliza , not taking off her eyes from the newspaper she was reading . 66 As for poor Stanhope ...
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affairs affection agitation alarmed assu assure beautiful believe Belton bosom calm ceived CHAP Coburg comfort connexion creature dear Eliza Delville and Sophia desire distress doubt dread earnest emotion engagement exclaimed eyes Fairfield fancy fate feeling felt fervently forget grave hand happiness heart heaven Henley hope idea impatiently indulge inquired interrupted Kensington knew Lady Delville Lady Delville's ladyship lence letter look Louisa manner marriage ment mind misery Miss Brooke Miss Ormond Miss Rivers morning Mortimer nature neral ness never nexion night once pain passed passion pause perceived poor pray quadrilles quiring recollection rence replied scarcely seemed sensibility sentiments sider sigh silent sing smile soon soothing sorrows soul speak spirit spoke suffering sure sweetest thing tained tears tenderness thing thought tion turbed turned unhappy unkindness voice Walde Waldegrave Waldegrave's whole wish woman words wretched your's
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318 페이지 - OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more.
290 페이지 - When, at eve, at the boundary of the landscape, the heaven appears to recline so closely on the earth, imagination pictures beyond the horizon an asylum of hope, a native land of love, and Nature seems silently to repeat that man is immortal.
316 페이지 - Still pour the fervent prayer. And ye, whose smile must greet my eye No more, nor voice my ear, Who breathe for me the tender sigh, And shed the pitying tear ; Whose kindness (though far, far removed) My grateful thoughts perceive, Pride of my life, esteemed, beloved, My last sad claim receive ! Oh ! do not quite your friend forget, Forget alone her faults ; And speak of her with fond regret Who asks your lingering thoughts.
116 페이지 - There is something in the very act of prayer that for a time stills the violence of passion and elevates and purifies the affections. When affliction presses hard, and the weakness of human nature looks around in vain for support, how natural is the impulse that throws us on our knees...
198 페이지 - And love th' offender, yet detest th' offence ? How the dear object from the crime remove, Or how distinguish penitence from love ? Unequal task ! a passion to resign, For hearts so touch'd, so pierc'd, so lost as mine. Ere such a soul regains its peaceful state, How often must it love, how often hate ! How often hope, despair, resent, regret, Conceal, disdain, — do all things but forget.
318 페이지 - There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the natural bond Of brotherhood is severed as the flax That falls asunder at the touch of fire.
332 페이지 - Dear Louisa/ said she, pressing my hand to her heart, ' how tenderly do you soothe to rest all my desponding fears ! How can I be sufficiently grateful, that my mortal anxieties are relieved by the...
315 페이지 - And, mid these days of dark alarm, Almost to hope allure. Methinks with purpose soft ye come To tell of brighter hours, Of May's blue skies, abundant bloom, Her sunny gales and showers.
116 페이지 - When affliction presses hard, and the weakness of human nature looks round, in vain, for support, how natural is the impulse that throws us on our knees before Him who has laid his chastenings upon us ; and how...
383 페이지 - I undrew the curtains of her bed and of the window, and raised her in my arms. " She turned her dying eyes upon the light of Heaven — and then on me. I pressed her hand to my lips ; it was wet with my tears. " ' Oh, Louisa !' said she, ' my guide — my tender friend — God for ever bless you ! — and you, too, good Sir...