The Duke: A NovelR. Bentley, 1839 |
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... passed over her before smiling countenance . The meeting was cold and formal between the mother and the courtly daughter . Thus it had ever been ; for they were beings of so distinct an order , cordiality was an impossibility . Lady ...
... passed over her before smiling countenance . The meeting was cold and formal between the mother and the courtly daughter . Thus it had ever been ; for they were beings of so distinct an order , cordiality was an impossibility . Lady ...
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... passed . During this period none of his friends had access to his couch , except Lady Florence and his mother . In vain had poor Blanche pleaded for admission , urging her anx- iety and sisterly affection . Lady Florence had ...
... passed . During this period none of his friends had access to his couch , except Lady Florence and his mother . In vain had poor Blanche pleaded for admission , urging her anx- iety and sisterly affection . Lady Florence had ...
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... passed on , and Julian , though still languid and at times suffering from his accident , found each succeeding hour more interesting than the last ; while his passion for the seductive Florence gained strength by indulgence . Since the ...
... passed on , and Julian , though still languid and at times suffering from his accident , found each succeeding hour more interesting than the last ; while his passion for the seductive Florence gained strength by indulgence . Since the ...
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... passing hour . Still there were moments , calm solitary mo- ments - before the excitement of the day had commenced , or when tired , even in spite of the wit , the beauty , the love of Lady Florence- he sank on his bed , too much moved ...
... passing hour . Still there were moments , calm solitary mo- ments - before the excitement of the day had commenced , or when tired , even in spite of the wit , the beauty , the love of Lady Florence- he sank on his bed , too much moved ...
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... and al- though for some hours he still breathed , his death warrant was passed , and he was soon released from the agitating turmoils and suf- ferings of this life . CHAPTER V. " But when that flame has blazed into 66 THE DUKE AND.
... and al- though for some hours he still breathed , his death warrant was passed , and he was soon released from the agitating turmoils and suf- ferings of this life . CHAPTER V. " But when that flame has blazed into 66 THE DUKE AND.
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Abbey affection affectionate agitation agony anguish anxiety arrived attri aunt beautiful beloved Blanche Blanche's bosom bright bright eye brow Captain Cecil carriage cause cheek child countenance cousin dear Evelyn dearest deep delight Duke of Strathhaven emotions endeavour Evelyn Cecil exclaimed eyes fair lady father fearful feelings felt Fitz-Henry friends girl grief Grosvenor Square hand happiness happy days heart honour hope hour husband infatuated Julian kind Lady Clairville Lady Clairville's Lady de Cressy Lady Florence length lips looked Lord Clairville manner ment mind misery morning mother nature ness never niece noble Oakwood once painful pale passed passion pathy piness pleasure poor Evelyn present quadrille rence Riversdale Rushford scarcely scene seemed sighed smile soon sorrow spirit stood suffering sweet tears tell tender tenderest thought thunderstruck tion told trembling turned uncle voice weep whilst wish woman words wretched young youth
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Стр. 14 - A month or more hath she been dead, Yet cannot I by force be led To think upon the wormy bed, And her together. A springy motion in her gait, A rising step, did indicate Of pride and joy no common rate, That flushed her spirit.
Стр. 129 - In peace, Love tunes the shepherd's reed; In war, he mounts the warrior's steed; In halls, in gay attire is seen; In hamlets, dances on the green. Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above ; For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Стр. 137 - Even when fortunate, she scarcely breathes it to herself; but when otherwise, she buries it in the recesses of her bosom, and there lets it cower and brood among the ruins of her peace. With her the desire of the heart has failed. The great charm of existence is at an end. She neglects all the cheerful exercises which gladden the spirits, quicken the pulses, and send the tide of life in healthful currents through the veins. Her rest is broken — the sweet refreshment of sleep is poisoned bv melancholy...
Стр. 137 - ... cower and brood among the ruins of her peace. With her the desire of the heart has failed. The great charm of existence is at an end. She neglects all the cheerful exercises which gladden the spirits, quicken the pulses, and send the tide of life in healthful currents through the veins. Her rest is broken — the sweet refreshment of sleep is poisoned by melancholy dreams — " dry sorrow drinks her blood," until her enfeebled frame sinks under the slightest external injury.
Стр. 33 - I do not love thee/— yet thy speaking eyes, With their deep, bright, and most expressive blue, Between me and the midnight heaven arise, Oftener than any eyes I ever knew. I know I do not love thee...
Стр. 90 - ... view ; and the next day, we behold the young man, or young woman, of blooming form and promising hopes, laid in an untimely grave. While the funeral is attended by a numerous unconcerned company, who are discoursing to...
Стр. 105 - This babe is mine !" In time thou would'st become the same As their own child, — all but the name ! How happy must thy parents be Who daily live in sight of thee ! Whose hearts no greater pleasure seek Than see thee smile, and hear thee speak, And feel all natural griefs beguiled By thee, their fond, their duteous child.
Стр. 54 - In your health, or your fortune, or among your connections and friends, be assured that some trial awaits you. For human life never stands still for any long time. It is by no means a fixed and steady object, like the mountain or the rock which you always find in the same situation ; it is a river continually moving and flowing.
Стр. 169 - And an awful shade passed o'er thy brow — the deepest and the last ; In thicker gushes strove thy breath — we raised thy drooping head : A moment more— the final pang — and thou wert of the dead...