The woman of genius [by mrs. Ross].1821 |
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Página 23
... misery what it must be to those who grasp life with all the te- nacity of vigorous hope , and the capa- bility of enjoying it ? ” Edith Avondel replied not . Again her eye rested on the east , and her cheek was paler than usual . There ...
... misery what it must be to those who grasp life with all the te- nacity of vigorous hope , and the capa- bility of enjoying it ? ” Edith Avondel replied not . Again her eye rested on the east , and her cheek was paler than usual . There ...
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... misery of the child , and she felt all the uncomfortableness of her situation . The tone of her voice appeared to soothe and encourage the trembling little intruder . " Mary Bodell , " was audible , notwithstanding the irrepressible ...
... misery of the child , and she felt all the uncomfortableness of her situation . The tone of her voice appeared to soothe and encourage the trembling little intruder . " Mary Bodell , " was audible , notwithstanding the irrepressible ...
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... . You have children . What if you were dying , and about to see them de- part for a strange land , unknown , un- friended , poor ? There is no misery like it ! When I look back on our past life THE WOMAN OF GENIUS . 89.
... . You have children . What if you were dying , and about to see them de- part for a strange land , unknown , un- friended , poor ? There is no misery like it ! When I look back on our past life THE WOMAN OF GENIUS . 89.
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... misery . Do not urge me ; I could not sleep another night here under the same roof with her , for the wealth of worlds . And yet she was kind , too kind , too soothing , too lovely and gentle even in her cruelty . Oh , Ann , where shall ...
... misery . Do not urge me ; I could not sleep another night here under the same roof with her , for the wealth of worlds . And yet she was kind , too kind , too soothing , too lovely and gentle even in her cruelty . Oh , Ann , where shall ...
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... misery dashes against her , its nine waves break on her ; yes , even that visionary tenth bursts over her soul , and perhaps engulphs it . Oh , great God ! if it were not for the hope after death , would present existence be supportable ...
... misery dashes against her , its nine waves break on her ; yes , even that visionary tenth bursts over her soul , and perhaps engulphs it . Oh , great God ! if it were not for the hope after death , would present existence be supportable ...
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acquaintance admiration affected animated Ann's anxious appeared attachment beauty bright brother calm Captain Fitzelm CHAP character cheek coldness colour considered continually countenance Countess Countess of Athol dark dear dear Jane death delighted desire Doctor Balladon Earl of Athol Edith Avondel emotion endeavouring endure engagement enjoy father favour fear feeling felicity felt Fitz Fitzelm family Fitzelm Park genius glowing Grace Grove Ashton happiness heart heaven honour hope imagination Jane Jane's knew Lady Athol Lady Fitzelm look lover Major Wolsey manner Mary Bodell ment mind misery Miss Ann Fitzelm Miss Avon Miss Avondel Miss Fitzelm mother mystery nature ness never pain pale Parsonage passion perceived perhaps person possessed possible precisely present racter Rashleigh rendered replied scarcely Seafield seemed sentiment silence singular Sir Adel Sir Adelmar Fitzelm Sir James smile soul suffer thing thought tion whilst William wish woman Zimri
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Página 12 - But midst the crowd, the hum, the shock of men, To hear, to see, to feel, and to possess, And roam along, the world's tired denizen, With none who bless us, none whom we can bless; Minions of splendour shrinking from distress! None that, with kindred consciousness endued, If we were not, would seem to smile the less Of all that flatter'd, follow'd, sought, and sued; This is to be alone; this, this is solitude.
Página 41 - Are you a man ? Macb. Ay, and a bold one, that dare look on that Which might appal the devil. Lady M. O proper stuff ! This is the very painting of your fear : This is the air-drawn dagger which, you said, Led you to Duncan.
Página 102 - They parted - ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining They stood aloof, the scars remaining, Like cliffs, which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between; But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly do away, I ween, The marks of that which once hath been.
Página 143 - Alas ! they had been friends in youth ; But whispering tongues can poison truth ; And constancy lives in realms above; And life is thorny ; and youth is vain ; And to be wroth with one we love Doth work like madness in the brain.
Página 22 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...
Página 40 - Infirm of purpose ! Give me the daggers : the sleeping and the dead Are but as pictures ; 'tis the eye of childhood That fears a painted deviL If he do bleed, I '11 gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt.
Página 197 - Then the mortal coldness of the soul like death itself comes down ; It cannot feel for others' woes, it dare not dream its own ; That heavy chill has frozen o'er the fountain of our tears, And though the eye may sparkle still, 'tis where the ice appears.