Flirtation: A NovelBaudry's European Library, 1836 - 402 páginas |
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... back to the Castle . The mournful procession arrived that night , and the next day the clergyman of the parish performed the funeral service , at which he Lord Mowbray , Colonel Pennington , the agent of 114 FLIRTATION .
... back to the Castle . The mournful procession arrived that night , and the next day the clergyman of the parish performed the funeral service , at which he Lord Mowbray , Colonel Pennington , the agent of 114 FLIRTATION .
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... night , -the hoping Lord Mowbray would feel himself at home , the kindly trust that Co- lonel Pennington had long done so , —and they retired to their several apartments . " What sort of a day is it ? " were the first words of Lady ...
... night , -the hoping Lord Mowbray would feel himself at home , the kindly trust that Co- lonel Pennington had long done so , —and they retired to their several apartments . " What sort of a day is it ? " were the first words of Lady ...
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... Night Thoughts . " " Lady Frances , " replied Miss Macalpine , with infinity gravity , " I was young once mysel ' , and had aye a turn to the reading , when reading wasna in vogue as it is now ; or rather I should say , when ilka bodny ...
... Night Thoughts . " " Lady Frances , " replied Miss Macalpine , with infinity gravity , " I was young once mysel ' , and had aye a turn to the reading , when reading wasna in vogue as it is now ; or rather I should say , when ilka bodny ...
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... nights -so I put my pockets from under my head . But pray - pray , my Lady - don't tell this to father and mother , for it's all a great , great secret ! " " Why so , Rose ? " 66 Why only because , " stripping a bit of May - flower to ...
... nights -so I put my pockets from under my head . But pray - pray , my Lady - don't tell this to father and mother , for it's all a great , great secret ! " " Why so , Rose ? " 66 Why only because , " stripping a bit of May - flower to ...
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... night or in the day , and has a bit for her friends and a buffet for her foes . What do you want with me , Riena ? " softening her voices she addressed Emily ; " shall I tell thee thy destiny ? " and she cast her long cut glittering ...
... night or in the day , and has a bit for her friends and a buffet for her foes . What do you want with me , Riena ? " softening her voices she addressed Emily ; " shall I tell thee thy destiny ? " and she cast her long cut glittering ...
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Palavras e frases frequentes
Abbotsbury Aldget Alpinia Altamont Ambrose Ambrose Philips amusement beauty believe Ben Hardy better called Carlton carriage Castle charming circumstances Colonel Pennington Corrie countenance cried dear Lord dear uncle dearest uncle delight Delvin Emily's endeavoured eyes favour feelings felt Fitzhammond Flirtation frae General's give Hall hand happy hear heard heart honour hope interest knew Lady Bellamont Lady Emily Lady Frances Lady Frances's Lady Glassington Ladyship lassie laugh leave Lepel live look Lord Bellamont Lord Mow Lushee manner Marian matter mind Miss Macalpine Montgomery Montgomery Hall morning Mowbray's neral never Neville niece night pain party passed perhaps person pleasure poor pray recollection rejoined replied Lord Mowbray Rosalinda Rose scene seemed servants sister smile Sorrento speak sure sweet talk taste tell there's thing thought turned uncle's voice walk wish woman words young
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Página 289 - Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, 'Tis woman's whole existence ; man may range The court, camp, church, the vessel, and the mart ; Sword, gown, gain, glory, offer in exchange Pride, fame, ambition, to fill up his heart, And few there are whom these cannot estrange ; Men have all these resources, we but one, To love again, and be again undone.
Página 275 - Yes ! let the rich deride, the proud disdain These simple blessings of the lowly train ; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art...
Página 275 - These simple blessings of the lowly train; To me more dear, congenial to my heart, One native charm, than all the gloss of art; Spontaneous joys, where Nature has its play, The soul adopts, and owns their firstborn sway; Lightly they frolic o'er the vacant mind, Unenvied, unmolested, unconfined.
Página 260 - That charm shall grow, while what fatigues the Ring, Flaunts and goes down, an unregarded thing...
Página 26 - The turtle to her mate 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 354 - There is a history in all men's lives, Figuring the nature of the times deceased ; The which observed, a man may prophesy, With a near aim, of the main chance of things As yet not come to life, which in their seeds And weak beginnings lie intreasured.
Página 369 - Mais elle était du monde où les plus belles choses Ont le pire destin ; Et rose elle a vécu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin.
Página 249 - But pluck'd and strain'd through ruder hands, Her sweets no longer with her dwells: But scent and beauty both are gone, And leaves fall from her, one by one. Such fate ere long will thee betide When thou hast handled been awhile, With sere flowers to be thrown aside; And I shall sigh, while some will smile, To see thy love to every one Hath brought thee to be loved by none.
Página 43 - Hark, hark ! the lark at heaven's gate sings, And Phoebus 'gins arise, His steeds to water at those springs On chaliced flowers that lies ; And winking Mary-buds begin To ope their golden eyes : With every thing that pretty is, My lady sweet, arise : Arise, arise.
Página 42 - Awake : The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us ; we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, What drops the myrrh, and what the balmy reed, How nature paints her colours, how the bee Sits on the bloom extracting liquid sweet.