Varieties in woman, a novel1819 |
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Stran 67
... lives , if she has only variety of expression . But those light , lamentably spare locks , look dreadfully passé , " said Lockhart . " You should waltz , Kate ; this is an actual throwing of the gauntlet on the part of Mrs. St. Clair ...
... lives , if she has only variety of expression . But those light , lamentably spare locks , look dreadfully passé , " said Lockhart . " You should waltz , Kate ; this is an actual throwing of the gauntlet on the part of Mrs. St. Clair ...
Stran 119
... love ? " 66 Seriously and soberly , then , with my hand on my heart , I answer , I am . " " You are ? -Miss Grafton has it ! I knew , she must ! -- I knew it was impossible any man could live in the same house with IN WOMAN . 119.
... love ? " 66 Seriously and soberly , then , with my hand on my heart , I answer , I am . " " You are ? -Miss Grafton has it ! I knew , she must ! -- I knew it was impossible any man could live in the same house with IN WOMAN . 119.
Stran 120
Varieties. impossible any man could live in the same house with her without being captivated by her ! " Does my being in love involve , as a necessary conclusion , that Miss Grafton is my object ? " 66 Certainly , certainly ; -you have ...
Varieties. impossible any man could live in the same house with her without being captivated by her ! " Does my being in love involve , as a necessary conclusion , that Miss Grafton is my object ? " 66 Certainly , certainly ; -you have ...
Stran 185
... live ! " She clasped her hands , and burst into a horrid , convulsive laugh . " Yes , yes , this is the very day , that separated us - that placed an eternal bar between us . You gave your vows to another ! " she continued , with an ...
... live ! " She clasped her hands , and burst into a horrid , convulsive laugh . " Yes , yes , this is the very day , that separated us - that placed an eternal bar between us . You gave your vows to another ! " she continued , with an ...
Stran 186
... live only because we sometimes meet , because my eye may rest on yours , and read there what to doubt would be dis- traction : you love me , Catherine ; do not deny it ; you dare not ; you dare not drive me to madness ; you dare not ...
... live only because we sometimes meet , because my eye may rest on yours , and read there what to doubt would be dis- traction : you love me , Catherine ; do not deny it ; you dare not ; you dare not drive me to madness ; you dare not ...
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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.