The matchmaker, by the author of 'Cousin Geoffrey'. |
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... felt an interest in Grunter ( on account of what he called his misfortunes ) a kind of habitual respect for one whose severity had embittered the bright joys of his boyhood , and had caused Homer and Virgil to rank for ever in his ...
... felt an interest in Grunter ( on account of what he called his misfortunes ) a kind of habitual respect for one whose severity had embittered the bright joys of his boyhood , and had caused Homer and Virgil to rank for ever in his ...
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... felt sure , would marry well ; but Ellen - Ellen was to her the most impracticable of characters . She was so straightforward , she could not even under- stand any one's delighting in plots and counterplots ; the spirit of intrigue was ...
... felt sure , would marry well ; but Ellen - Ellen was to her the most impracticable of characters . She was so straightforward , she could not even under- stand any one's delighting in plots and counterplots ; the spirit of intrigue was ...
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... felt the reproof , crimsoned , and left the table , saying , " I'll run to the sur- geon's myself . Servants are so stupid , poor dear Miss Ellen .......... " but as he opened the door , in came Mr. Bone . He desired that every one ...
... felt the reproof , crimsoned , and left the table , saying , " I'll run to the sur- geon's myself . Servants are so stupid , poor dear Miss Ellen .......... " but as he opened the door , in came Mr. Bone . He desired that every one ...
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... felt pride supplant his dis- pleasure , and Augusta's eyes , which were flashing scorn when the door opened , softened into admiration . Our dandy's mood seemed changed with his dress ; he was all mirth , good - humour , and cordiality ...
... felt pride supplant his dis- pleasure , and Augusta's eyes , which were flashing scorn when the door opened , softened into admiration . Our dandy's mood seemed changed with his dress ; he was all mirth , good - humour , and cordiality ...
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... felt sure she must outshine in beauty . She submitted her fine dark hair to Julian's friseur , permitted him to gum it down with the orthodox ban- doline in formal folds by the side of her black eyes , and round her blooming cheeks ...
... felt sure she must outshine in beauty . She submitted her fine dark hair to Julian's friseur , permitted him to gum it down with the orthodox ban- doline in formal folds by the side of her black eyes , and round her blooming cheeks ...
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Página 46 - And, when the sun begins to fling His flaring beams, me, Goddess, bring, To arched walks of twilight groves, And shadows brown, that Sylvan loves, Of pine, or monumental oak, Where the rude axe, with heaved stroke, Was never heard the nymphs to daunt, Or fright them from their hallowed haunt.
Página 222 - Is there, in human form, that bears a heart — A wretch ! a villain ! lost to love and truth ! That can, with studied, sly, ensnaring art, Betray sweet Jenny's unsuspecting youth ? Curse on his...
Página 42 - I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home.
Página 247 - MY birth-day" — what a different sound That word had in my youthful ears ! And how, each time the day comes round, Less and less white its mark appears ! When first our scanty years are told, It seems like pastime to grow old ; And, as Youth counts the shining links. That Time around him binds so fast, Pleased with the task, he little thinks How hard that chain will press at last. Vain was the man, and false as vain, Who said* — "were he ordain'd to run " His long career of life again, . " He...
Página 143 - Winter comes, to rule the varied year, Sullen and sad, with all his rising train — Vapours, and clouds, and storms. Be these my theme ; These, that exalt the soul to solemn thought And heavenly musing. Welcome, kindred glooms...
Página 178 - The light of love, the purity of grace, The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonized the whole, And oh! that eye was in itself a Soul...
Página 254 - THOU lingering star, with lessening ray, That lov'st to greet the early morn, Again thou usher'st in the day My Mary from my soul was torn. O Mary! dear departed shade! Where is thy place of blissful rest? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast?
Página 237 - Was my own lord. Then did I seek to rise Out of the prison of my mean estate ; And, with such jewels as the exploring Mind Brings from the caves of Knowledge, buy my ransom From those twin gaolers of the daring heart — Low Birth and iron Fortune.
Página 273 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 7 - 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 them wait The Ministers of human fate; And black Misfortune's baleful Train!