A lord of creation, by the author of 'Ethel'.1857 |
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... young people evidently increased and waxed strong , till at length " a body could see with half an eye , " Sally the dairymaid said to Stokes the groom , " that Master Vaughan and Miss Caroline were as fond of one another as could be ...
... young people evidently increased and waxed strong , till at length " a body could see with half an eye , " Sally the dairymaid said to Stokes the groom , " that Master Vaughan and Miss Caroline were as fond of one another as could be ...
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... young silver birch , and twisting in her fingers a spray of roses gathered from the tree that over- spread the southern wall of the house - rich , burn- ing , passionate , red buds , like drops of sunfire . Caroline , as a girl of ...
... young silver birch , and twisting in her fingers a spray of roses gathered from the tree that over- spread the southern wall of the house - rich , burn- ing , passionate , red buds , like drops of sunfire . Caroline , as a girl of ...
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... young men of his age , indeed , I may say none , are with- out their faults and follies . Youth is not the season of perfection ; no one would wish it - no one should expect it . " " But Vaughan , " she persisted- " Vaughan is better ...
... young men of his age , indeed , I may say none , are with- out their faults and follies . Youth is not the season of perfection ; no one would wish it - no one should expect it . " " But Vaughan , " she persisted- " Vaughan is better ...
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... young lady never heard her name , without a sensitive flush and quiver coming to her face . It was a strange truth that , during the last few months of her pupilage , Caroline , until then so fond of Miss Kendal , had apparently felt ...
... young lady never heard her name , without a sensitive flush and quiver coming to her face . It was a strange truth that , during the last few months of her pupilage , Caroline , until then so fond of Miss Kendal , had apparently felt ...
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... - quhar ( the rising young barrister you have heard of ) insists on my staying with him a few days , before proceeding to Redwood . I know you will not ob- ject to the delay , under the circumstances . More- 34 A LORD OF THE CREATION .
... - quhar ( the rising young barrister you have heard of ) insists on my staying with him a few days , before proceeding to Redwood . I know you will not ob- ject to the delay , under the circumstances . More- 34 A LORD OF THE CREATION .
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...