Reginald Dalton, Том 2W. Blackwood, 1823 - Всего страниц: 337 |
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... Keith . The good Priest said in it , that he had called at Mr Dalton's rooms , and found him from home- that the object of his visit had been to ask if his young friend would partake of a quiet dinner with him the next day . " It is ...
... Keith . The good Priest said in it , that he had called at Mr Dalton's rooms , and found him from home- that the object of his visit had been to ask if his young friend would partake of a quiet dinner with him the next day . " It is ...
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... the young people to all their self - possession . Ellen , after a little while , left the gentlemen to themselves , and Mr Keith conversed in a father- ly manner with Reginald about his college , his pursuits 34 REGINALD DALTON .
... the young people to all their self - possession . Ellen , after a little while , left the gentlemen to themselves , and Mr Keith conversed in a father- ly manner with Reginald about his college , his pursuits 34 REGINALD DALTON .
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... Keith took a sportive sort of pleasure in making the young man talk of his college , and the girl of her cloister , and in comparing and contrasting the feelings which the several experiences of monas- tic and demi - monastic life had ...
... Keith took a sportive sort of pleasure in making the young man talk of his college , and the girl of her cloister , and in comparing and contrasting the feelings which the several experiences of monas- tic and demi - monastic life had ...
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... Keith's ; but it so happened , that he always found the old Priest from home , and he did not venture to in- quire for Miss Hesketh in his absence . He did not think it right for him to intrude upon them in the evening ; but more than ...
... Keith's ; but it so happened , that he always found the old Priest from home , and he did not venture to in- quire for Miss Hesketh in his absence . He did not think it right for him to intrude upon them in the evening ; but more than ...
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... Keith's . For the most part he was the only guest at the Priest's table , but occasionally an old emi- grant Abbé , or the like , was also present . From every visit to that quiet fire - side , our youth re- turned disgusted with ...
... Keith's . For the most part he was the only guest at the Priest's table , but occasionally an old emi- grant Abbé , or the like , was also present . From every visit to that quiet fire - side , our youth re- turned disgusted with ...
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acquainted affairs answered beautiful better bless bosom Bowdler calm chapel cheek Chisney's College dark dear dear boy door dream Ellen Hesketh father fear feelings felt Frederick Chisney Fulda gaze gentleman ginald glow Godstow Grypherwast hand happened happy hear heard heart hope hour instant James Ballantyne John Dalton Keith kind knew Langthorpe Lannwell least lips look Macdonald man's matter melan melancholy ment mind Miss Hesketh morning nald never once Oxford painful parlour party passed pause perhaps poor Port Meadow Priest Ralph Macdonald Regi Reginald Dalton Reginald rose Rhine say truth scarcely scene seemed silence Sir Charles Catline sitting Sizars smile solemn sorrow sort speak spirits Squire Stukeley sure tears there's thing thought tion told Tom Smith turned Vicar voice walked Ward weary whispered wine Witham word young friend youth
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Стр. 95 - The young man shook from head to foot as these words were trembling upon his lips. She, too, threw her eyes on the ground, and a deep glow rushed over her face ; but that was chased instantly by a fixed and solemn paleness, and her gaze once more met his. ' He advanced close to her, (for hitherto he had not changed his position,) and leaned for a moment over the broken wall. His hasty hand had discomposed some loose stones, and a fragment of considerable size plunged into the dark stream below. Ellen,...
Стр. 96 - Mr. Dalton, you are ill — you are sick — you are mad. This is no language for me to hear, nor for you to speak. Rise, rise, I beseech you." ' '' Ellen, you are pale, deadly pale — you tremble — I have hurt you, wretch that I am — I have wounded, pained, offended you." ' " Pained indeed," said Ellen, " but not offended. You have filled me with sorrow, Mr. Dalton — I give you that and my gratitude. More you do wrong in asking for ; and if it had been otherwise, more I could not have given...
Стр. 91 - I shall never hear her again — I am ruined, undone, utterly undone — blasted in the very opening — withered on the threshold ! Humiliation, pain, misery, lie before me, as surely as folly, madness, phrenzy, wickedness, are behind — as surely as shame, burning, intolerable shame, is with me now. Yet one feeling at least is pure — here I have worshipped innocence in innocence.
Стр. 99 - ... same deep whisper by which he had arrested her steps. She gazed on him while he spake with an anxious eye and a glowing cheek — when he stopped, the crimson fleeted away all in an instant. Pale as death, she opened her white and trembling lips, but not a word could come. The blood rushed again over cheek, brow, and bosom, and tears, an agony of tears, streamed from her fixed and motionless eyes.
Стр. 97 - The calmness of her voice and her words restored Reginald, in some measure, to his self-possession. He obeyed the last motion of her hand, and sprung at once to his feet. " You called me mad, Miss Hesketh — 'twas but for a moment.
Стр. 93 - She grieves," he said to himself — " she grieves, she weeps !" and with that, losing all mastery of himself, he rushed through the thicket. Ellen, hearing the rustling of leaves, and the tramp of a hasty foot, turned towards the boy, who stopped short upon reaching the open turf. Her first alarm was gone, when she recognized him ; and she said, a faint smile hovering on her lips,
Стр. 11 - Tis the sun ripes the grape And to drinking gives light; We imitate him, When by noon we're at height: They steal wine who take it When he's out of sight.
Стр. 99 - O mock me not, Mr. Dalton ! what have 1 to forgive ?" ' " Forgive the words that were wrung from me in bitterness of soul — Forgive me — forgive the passionate, involuntary cries of my mad anguish." ' " Oh, Sir, you grieve, you wound me ! — you know not how you wound me. I am a poor helpless orphan, and I shall soon have no friend to lean to. — How can I listen to such words as you have spoken ? — I am grateful ; believe ray tears, I am grateful indeed.
Стр. 98 - I had nothing to offer you but my love, and you did well to reject the unworthy gift — my love ! You may well regard it as an insult. Forget the moment that I never can forget — Blot, blot from memory the hour when your pure ear drank those poisonous sighs ! Do not pity me — I have no right to love and .pity ! —no, no — forget me, I pray you — forget me and my misery. — And now, farewell once more — I am alone in the world. — May God bless you — you deserve to be happy.
Стр. 95 - O Mr Dalton, you have seen my uncle — you think he is very badly, I see you do — you think you shall never see him again, I know you think so !" " No, 'tis not so ; he has invited me to come back with you now ; and besides, Mr Keith will get better — I hope, I trust, I am sure he will.