Agnes Serle, by the author of 'The heiress'.R. Bentley, 1835 |
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... promise ; and it is his very inability to become a man of the world , in your sense of the phrase , which makes me deem him the most enviable person in existence . " “ Enviable , indeed , with an estate given him of nearly five thousand ...
... promise ; and it is his very inability to become a man of the world , in your sense of the phrase , which makes me deem him the most enviable person in existence . " “ Enviable , indeed , with an estate given him of nearly five thousand ...
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... promise that it should never be displaced . She seemed to expect that I should take it , but , irri- tated at this confirmation of her falsehood , I spoke more sternly , almost fiercely . “ I placed that ring on your hand , from your ...
... promise that it should never be displaced . She seemed to expect that I should take it , but , irri- tated at this confirmation of her falsehood , I spoke more sternly , almost fiercely . “ I placed that ring on your hand , from your ...
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... promise shall be kept -I break no pledge . ” I opened the door , and stood back to allow her to depart . 66 ( 6 May you be happy , Maria ! " I said , as she passed me . May you never have cause to repent this change ! " As she took her ...
... promise shall be kept -I break no pledge . ” I opened the door , and stood back to allow her to depart . 66 ( 6 May you be happy , Maria ! " I said , as she passed me . May you never have cause to repent this change ! " As she took her ...
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... promise you a Tupinamba wedding ; but you shall neither be run over by marchandes des modes , nor smothered in gauze and blonde . Mr. Dalzell will vindicate the nobility of man by example better than I can do by argument ; and I will ...
... promise you a Tupinamba wedding ; but you shall neither be run over by marchandes des modes , nor smothered in gauze and blonde . Mr. Dalzell will vindicate the nobility of man by example better than I can do by argument ; and I will ...
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... promises most of happiness . Hold to it then , and we will argue the matter no further . So far you read correctly - I am not happy . In the midst of luxury , refinement , adulation , the spirit pines and craves - possessed of every ...
... promises most of happiness . Hold to it then , and we will argue the matter no further . So far you read correctly - I am not happy . In the midst of luxury , refinement , adulation , the spirit pines and craves - possessed of every ...
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admiration Agnes Serle alarm answer Arthur de Beauvoir asked Beau beauty believe better blush bowed bright brow cheek child cold cousin Cranbourne curricle Dalrymple Dalzell danger dared dark Delville desire doubt dread dream dream evil earnest evil exclaimed eyes fancy fate father fear feel felt folly Frankland gaze gentle gipsy girl glance guessed Hallcot hand happiness heart honour hope horse knew Lady Susan laugh LEICESTER SQUARE Lewis lips look Lord Tarleton lover marriage mind Miss Serle Monson ness never Newton Park Norham pale passed pity plead pleasure promise remarked replied rest scarcely scorn seemed selfish Serle Court shame silence Sir Richard Temple smile sought speak spirit spoke stern stood surprise suspicion tears tell terror things thought timid Timson tion tone trembling trust truth turned voice voir whilst wild window wish woman words yield
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Стр. 185 - O ! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!
Стр. 44 - In sooth, I know not why I am so sad : It wearies me ; you say it wearies you ; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff 'tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn ; And such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.
Стр. 87 - I see the peril — yet do not recede ; And my brain reels — and yet my foot is firm : There is a power upon me which withholds And makes it my fatality to live ; If it be life to wear within myself This barrenness of spirit, and to be My own soul's sepulchre, for I have ceased To justify my deeds unto myself — The last infirmity of evil.
Стр. 164 - To comprehend the universe : nor these Alone, but with them gentler powers than mine, Pity, and smiles, and tears — which I had not ; And tenderness — but that I had for her ; Humility — and that I never had. Her faults were mine — her virtues were her own — I loved her, and destroy'd her ! Witch.
Стр. 164 - She was like me in lineaments — her eyes, Her hair, her features, all, to the very tone Even of her voice, they said were like to mine; But soften'd all, and temper'd into beauty; She had the same lone thoughts and wanderings, The quest of hidden knowledge, and a mind To comprehend the universe: nor these Alone, but with them gentler powers than mine, Pity, and smiles, and tears — which I had not; And...
Стр. 43 - With more capacity for love than earth Bestows on most of mortal mould and birth, His early dreams of good outstripp'd the truth, And troubled manhood follow'd baffled youth...
Стр. 354 - Spirit of Love! soon thy rose-plumes wear The weight and the sully of canker and care: Falsehood is round thee ; Hope leads thee on, Till every hue from thy pinion is gone. But one bright moment is all thine own, The one ere thy visible presence is known; When, like the wind of the south, thy power, Sunning the heavens, sweetening the flower, Is felt, but not seen.
Стр. 354 - Fear has not darkened thee ; Hope has not made The blossoms expand, it but opens to fade. Nothing is known of those wearing fears Which will shadow the light of thy after years.
Стр. 94 - Little Bo-peep has lost her sheep, And can't tell where to find them, Leave them alone, and they'll come home, And bring their tails behind them.
Стр. 241 - Oh dismal dole, when the secret soul Is mock'd by the outward showing ; When we dress the eyes in a gay disguise, While the tears are inward flowing ; When groans and grief would be a relief, But with carols we keep them under, And a laugh we start when the throbbing heart Is ready to burst asunder...