A lord of creation, by the author of 'Ethel'.1857 |
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... least , found little difficulty in imagining the rest . " Poor Mr Hesketh ! " they used to say , sometimes , and take great interest in observing the old man's growing fondness for his charge , -how he liked to walk about the park with ...
... least , found little difficulty in imagining the rest . " Poor Mr Hesketh ! " they used to say , sometimes , and take great interest in observing the old man's growing fondness for his charge , -how he liked to walk about the park with ...
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... a fellow - schoolboy the privilege of choice , I presume ; you owe at least as much deference to a lady . " Vaughan coloured , bit his lip , and turned aside , swinging his switch with embarrassed ve- hemence . A LORD OF THE CREATION . 7.
... a fellow - schoolboy the privilege of choice , I presume ; you owe at least as much deference to a lady . " Vaughan coloured , bit his lip , and turned aside , swinging his switch with embarrassed ve- hemence . A LORD OF THE CREATION . 7.
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... least . There was the quaint , red - brick mansion straight before his eyes , the terrace walk , and the long , modern sash windows of the breakfast - room , opening on to it . At the side , a broad level lawn again , with flower - beds ...
... least . There was the quaint , red - brick mansion straight before his eyes , the terrace walk , and the long , modern sash windows of the breakfast - room , opening on to it . At the side , a broad level lawn again , with flower - beds ...
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... least . " " Poor Mrs Brownlow ! " said Caroline , spinning round on the grass , in uncontrollable glee . " And above and beyond all , oh female vanity , " went on the old gentleman , " you shall choose a dress for the occasion . What ...
... least . " " Poor Mrs Brownlow ! " said Caroline , spinning round on the grass , in uncontrollable glee . " And above and beyond all , oh female vanity , " went on the old gentleman , " you shall choose a dress for the occasion . What ...
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... least , I did not count them . But there will be plenty of cavalieri , after all your ill - natured doubts on that point . You see , sir , I feel quite proud of living in a neighbourhood that can furnish a ball - room so well . " " Do ...
... least , I did not count them . But there will be plenty of cavalieri , after all your ill - natured doubts on that point . You see , sir , I feel quite proud of living in a neighbourhood that can furnish a ball - room so well . " " Do ...
Palavras e frases frequentes
appeared asked Beacon's Cottage beautiful began better Blanche bling Bracebridge brown hill cambric Caro Caroline Caroline's Carry chair cheek child clasped colour companion cried Crooksforth Dear Vaughan door drew earnest Elizabeth Kendal eyes face Farquhar feel felt flowers flush gaze George Farquhar girl glad glance grace hand happy head heard heart hill keth knew lady laughing leaned light lips listen looked Madame de Vigny minute Miss Kendal Miss Maturin moorlands morning mother-of-pearl never old gentleman once pain pale passionate pause pleasant pleasure poor present pretty quhar quiet Redwood reply rose round seemed silence silver birch smile sofa sort spoke stood strange sudden suppose sweet talk tell tenderness terrace things thought Thurlston told tone took truth turned uncle uncle's uttered Vaughan Hesketh voice walk watch Windleton window wish words young
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Página 328 - The turtle to her make hath told her tale. Summer is come, for every spray now springs: The hart hath hung his old head on the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he flings; The fishes flete with new repaired scale.
Página 328 - The swift swallow pursueth the flies smale; The busy bee her honey now she mings ; Winter is worn that was the flowers' bale. And thus I see among these pleasant things Each care decays; and yet my sorrow springs.
Página 328 - The soote season that bud and bloom forth brings, With green hath clad the hill, and eke the vale; The nightingale, with feathers new, she sings; The turtle to her mate hath told her tale. Summer is come ! for every spray now springs; The hart hath hung his old head o'er the pale; The buck in brake his winter coat he Sings; The fishes float with new repaired scale; The adder all her slough away she flings; The swift swallow pursueth the flies small; The busy bee her honey new she brings. Winter is...