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... manner which might have formed a pleasing incident in one of the author's own romances . This was lady Bradshaigh , the wife of Sir Roger Bradshaigh , of Haigh , in Lancashire , whose very considera- ble talent , and ardent taste for ...
... manner which might have formed a pleasing incident in one of the author's own romances . This was lady Bradshaigh , the wife of Sir Roger Bradshaigh , of Haigh , in Lancashire , whose very considera- ble talent , and ardent taste for ...
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... manners and modesty , and for an understanding above her years , by Mr. B —— ' s mother , a truly worthy lady , to ... manner of temptations and devices , to seduce her . That she had recourse to as many in- nocent stratagems to escape ...
... manners and modesty , and for an understanding above her years , by Mr. B —— ' s mother , a truly worthy lady , to ... manner of temptations and devices , to seduce her . That she had recourse to as many in- nocent stratagems to escape ...
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... manner , suitable to the simplicity of it , might possibly intro- duce a new species of writing , that might possibly turn young peo- ple into a course of reading different from the pomp and parade of romance - writing , and ...
... manner , suitable to the simplicity of it , might possibly intro- duce a new species of writing , that might possibly turn young peo- ple into a course of reading different from the pomp and parade of romance - writing , and ...
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... manner , although some objections may be made to the deductions which the author desired and expected should be drawn from the story of Pamela , yet the pure and modest character of the English maiden is so well maintained during the ...
... manner , although some objections may be made to the deductions which the author desired and expected should be drawn from the story of Pamela , yet the pure and modest character of the English maiden is so well maintained during the ...
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... manner in which the sufferers had conducted themselves ; on the wishes they had ex- pressed , and the confessions they had made . But while I looked on the hospitably spread table , I could not help connecting operations rather ...
... manner in which the sufferers had conducted themselves ; on the wishes they had ex- pressed , and the confessions they had made . But while I looked on the hospitably spread table , I could not help connecting operations rather ...
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Página 444 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 381 - For softness she, and sweet attractive grace; He for God only, she for God in him: His fair large front and eye sublime declared Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad...
Página 177 - HENCE, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights, Wherein you spend your folly: There's nought in this life sweet If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy, O sweetest melancholy!
Página 40 - Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude ; Where, with her best nurse, Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all too ruffled, and sometimes impair'd. He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i...
Página 444 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried.
Página 233 - Lay long in bed, talking with pleasure with my poor wife, how she used to make coal fires, and wash my foul clothes with her own hand for me, poor wretch ! in our little room at my Lord Sandwich's ; for which I ought for ever to love and admire her, and do ; and persuade myself she would do the same thing again, if God should reduce us to it.
Página 120 - I could only apprehend my felicity ; I was too confused to taste it sincerely. I wandered about, thinking I was happy, and knowing that I was not. I was in the condition of a prisoner in the old Bastile, suddenly let loose after a forty years
Página 444 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Página 444 - We thought, as we hollowed his narrow bed And smoothed down his lonely pillow, That the foe and the stranger would tread o'er his head, And we far away on the billow!
Página 177 - Fountain heads, and pathless groves, Places which pale passion loves ! Moonlight walks, when all the fowls Are warmly housed, save bats and owls ! A midnight bell, a parting groan ! These are the sounds we feed upon ; Then stretch our bones in a still gloomy valley ; Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.