Varieties in woman, a novel1819 |
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Stran 15
... Lady Fanny's parrot screaming in my ear , continually ' Argan , Argan ! " * There's Miss Em- mingford shrugging her shoulders , and praising the game , which , to be Molière's " Malade Imaginaire . " C sure , I do sometimes , by great ...
... Lady Fanny's parrot screaming in my ear , continually ' Argan , Argan ! " * There's Miss Em- mingford shrugging her shoulders , and praising the game , which , to be Molière's " Malade Imaginaire . " C sure , I do sometimes , by great ...
Stran 19
... Miss Bur- lington ; Nor your fashionable , high - bred , lounging women of qua- lity , " at Lady Caroline . " No , I 66 66 abominate all of them . I like nature ; always did . At the same time , I would be glad that Lady Fanny Lambeth ...
... Miss Bur- lington ; Nor your fashionable , high - bred , lounging women of qua- lity , " at Lady Caroline . " No , I 66 66 abominate all of them . I like nature ; always did . At the same time , I would be glad that Lady Fanny Lambeth ...
Stran 20
... , in fact , impossible , " re- plied Lady Fanny courteseying with an air of mock humility . " I'll tell you what , Fanny , " - began the Earl . " No , don't , " interrupted his daughter ; " let me tell you - in a 20 VARIETIES.
... , in fact , impossible , " re- plied Lady Fanny courteseying with an air of mock humility . " I'll tell you what , Fanny , " - began the Earl . " No , don't , " interrupted his daughter ; " let me tell you - in a 20 VARIETIES.
Stran 21
... girl , Fanny , and though you torment me some- times , I don't know , upon my soul , whether I do not like you the better for it , " said the Earl . Lady Fanny kissed his cheek , and passing her arm through Sir Albert's , walked with ...
... girl , Fanny , and though you torment me some- times , I don't know , upon my soul , whether I do not like you the better for it , " said the Earl . Lady Fanny kissed his cheek , and passing her arm through Sir Albert's , walked with ...
Stran 29
... Miss Em- mingford . Miss Emmingford's mouth had that peculiar character which is said to have distinguished Pericles . A su- percilious elevation of the eye - brows , at this moment increased the expres- sion . Lady Fanny recovering ...
... Miss Em- mingford . Miss Emmingford's mouth had that peculiar character which is said to have distinguished Pericles . A su- percilious elevation of the eye - brows , at this moment increased the expres- sion . Lady Fanny recovering ...
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admiration affected ALBERT read Alcibiades amusement appeared Aspasia attracted beauty became believe Beverley Hall brilliant Canova Catherine Lockhart Catherine's certainly character Clair cold contemplation continually conviction cottage orné countenance curricle dæmon dare dear dear Ella death delightful desire Doctor Falconer Ella Grafton emotion endeavour endure engagement enjoy eternal existence expression eyes fancy feeling felicity felt forget friendship genius grace happiness Harley Harley's hart heart honour hope idea imagination impressed Italy Julia knew Lady Caroline Repton Lady Fanny Lambeth laugh letter longer looked Lord Lindor Lord Northbury manner ment mind mingford Miss Burlington Miss Emmingford Miss Grafton Miss Lockhart nature ness never North House occupied once passion perceived perhaps pleasure possess present racter recollection regret rendered replied returned scarcely seemed sentiments sighed sion Sir Albert Beverley smile society sometimes sorbed soul suffer talents thing thought tion vivacity whilst woman
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Stran 3 - Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair; Listen for dear honour's sake, Goddess of the silver lake, Listen and save! Listen, and appear to us, In name of great Oceanus. By the earthshaking Neptune's mace, And Tethys...
Stran 98 - To the pleasures which Mirth can afford, The revel, the laugh and the jeer ? Ah ! here is a plentiful board ! But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here.
Stran 29 - LESBIA hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth ; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at no one dreameth.
Stran 50 - Alas ! regardless of their doom The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day : Yet see how all around...
Stran 99 - Yet none have saluted and none have replied. Unto Sorrow ? The dead cannot grieve,— Not a sob, not a sigh meets mine ear, Which compassion itself could relieve; Ah, sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love, or fear,— Peace, Peace, is the watchword, the only one here.
Stran 1 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contained no tomb, — And glowing into day...
Stran 98 - ... and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty? ah, no ! — she forgets The charms which she wielded before — Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin which but yesterday fools could adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore. Shall we build to the purple of Pride — The trappings which dizen the proud? Alas ! they are all laid aside ; And here's neither dress nor adornment allow'd, But the long winding-sheet and the fringe of the...
Stran 52 - God loves from Whole to Parts: but human soul Must rise from Individual to the Whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre mov'd, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
Stran 16 - To fly at infinite, and reach it there, Where seraphs gather immortality, On life's fair tree, fast by the throne of God.
Stran 97 - In a dark narrow cave, and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty ? Ah no ! she forgets The charms which She wielded before ; Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin that but yesterday fools could adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore.