Cecil, a Peer: A Sequel to Cecil, Or, The Adventures of a Coxcomb, Volumen3T. and W. Boone, 1841 |
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... face upon my pillow ! -It would have been only wise in her to seek a more suitable suit.— Tigris agit rabida cum tigride pacem Perpetuam.- My readers will doubtless have already concluded that before I ventured to throw down the ...
... face upon my pillow ! -It would have been only wise in her to seek a more suitable suit.— Tigris agit rabida cum tigride pacem Perpetuam.- My readers will doubtless have already concluded that before I ventured to throw down the ...
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... face which Tommy Moore says he cannot call up to read Leigh Hunt , to look with respect upon the gravities of a court , wherein Madame la Comtesse de St. Gratien was " dame pour accompagner . " — With a guimpe rising to her throat ...
... face which Tommy Moore says he cannot call up to read Leigh Hunt , to look with respect upon the gravities of a court , wherein Madame la Comtesse de St. Gratien was " dame pour accompagner . " — With a guimpe rising to her throat ...
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... .- I have long lost the comfort of rest ; and it reminds me of them , dear Cecil , to look upon your face . " - " Be comforted ! " said I- " Jane is coming ! VOL . III . E -Nearly a month since , I wrote to apprize her CECIL . 73.
... .- I have long lost the comfort of rest ; and it reminds me of them , dear Cecil , to look upon your face . " - " Be comforted ! " said I- " Jane is coming ! VOL . III . E -Nearly a month since , I wrote to apprize her CECIL . 73.
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... looked me full in the face and cut me dead ! -No , -it was no mistake , — for I said , " How are you , Harris ? " — in my most affable tone , and after a deliberate survey of my person , he turned away . - I 84 CECIL .
... looked me full in the face and cut me dead ! -No , -it was no mistake , — for I said , " How are you , Harris ? " — in my most affable tone , and after a deliberate survey of my person , he turned away . - I 84 CECIL .
Página 98
... , -sweet incense , -sweet portraiture of saintly faces , -in addition to prostration of soul , and thankfulness of heart . While the English Parliament was squab- bling with the Dissenters , and plundering and persecuting in 98 CECIL .
... , -sweet incense , -sweet portraiture of saintly faces , -in addition to prostration of soul , and thankfulness of heart . While the English Parliament was squab- bling with the Dissenters , and plundering and persecuting in 98 CECIL .
Términos y frases comunes
arms Arthur Cornwallis beauty become better Birchington Boodle's bore brother called Cayenne Locksley Cecil child Chipp Chippenham comfort Connaught Place Crutchley Danby daughter dear death Devereux dinner domestic Duchess Earl England English eyes fancied father favour feelings fellow felt Frank Walsingham George IV Greyvin half Hamadryad hand Hanover Square happiness Harris heard heart Heaven Herries honour Ilfracomb Italian Italy Jane John Danby Julia knew Lady Ormington Lady Phoebe Locksley Lincoln's Inn Fields London look Lord Ashby Lord Harris lordship loved Lucca ment Mereworths mind Mitchelston nature ness never noble Nunziata olive gardens one's Ormington Hall party peerage perceive pleasant pretend Prince Princess Public RHÆCUS risum Rotherhithe scarcely Scriven Screwham seemed smile society sorrow soul spirit talking tears thing thought tion Titian trust uncon venerable voice Whigs wife woman words young youth
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Página 1 - Good my lord, You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me : I .Return those duties back as are right fit, Obey you, love you, and most honour you. Why have my sisters husbands if they say They love you all? Haply, when I shall wed, That lord whose hand must take my plight shall carry Half my love with him, half my care and duty : Sure I shall never marry like my sisters, To love my father all.
Página 284 - Locks of pure brown, display'd th' encroaching white ; " The blood once fervid now to cool began, " And Time's strong pressure to subdue the man : * I rode or walk'd as I was wont before, " But now the bounding spirit was no more ; " A moderate pace would now my body heat, " A walk of moderate length distress my feet. " I show'd my stranger-guest those hills sublime, " But said, ' The view is poor, we need not climb.
Página 284 - And bless'd the shower that gave me not to choose. In fact, I felt a languor stealing on ; The active arm, the agile hand were gone ; Small daily actions into habits grew, And new dislike to forms and...
Página 56 - God ordain'ed not so. Home flies the Prince and to his trembling Wife Relates the new-past hazard of his life, Which she with decent passion hears him tell ; For not her own fair Eyes she lov'ed so well.
Página 284 - I learn'd to play at chess ; I took my dog and gun, but saw the brute Was disappointed that I did not shoot ; My morning walks I now could bear to lose, And bless'd the shower that gave me not to choose.
Página 161 - Le caprice a taillé son petit nez charmant ; Sa bouche a des rougeurs de pêche et de framboise ; Ses mouvements sont pleins d'une grâce chinoise, Et près d'elle on respire, autour de sa beauté, . Quelque chose de doux comme l'odeur du thé.
Página 284 - Locks of pure brown, displayed the encroaching white ; The blood, once fervid, now to cool began, And Time's strong pressure to subdue the man. I rode or walked as I was wont before, But now the bounding spirit was no more ; A moderate pace would now my body heat ; A walk of moderate length distress my feet. I showed my stranger guest those hills sublime, But said, " The view is poor ; we need not climb...
Página 161 - Pour veiner de son front la pâleur délicate, Le Japon a donné son plus limpide azur ; La blanche porcelaine est d'un blanc bien moins pur Que son col transparent et ses tempes d'agate. Dans sa prunelle humide un doux rayon éclate ; Le chant du rossignol près de sa voix est dur, Et, quand elle se lève à notre ciel obscur, On dirait de la lune en sa robe d'ouate. Ses yeux d'argent bruni roulent moelleusement ; Le caprice a taillé...
Página 165 - Locksley had a dozen such volumes; and it was probably in the hope of getting them inscribed therein, in the most delicately illegible of hands upon the most satin of papers, that I strung together the following Delia Cruscan STANZAS. I dreamt one day a waking dream, Brighter than Slumber's are, Of wandering where the planets gleam, Like an unsphered star; Round a Chimera's yielding neck With grasping hands I clung; No need of spur, — no fear of check, — Those fields of air among.
Página 105 - But I am apt to grow too metaphysical : " The time is out of joint," and so am I : I quite forget this poem's merely quizzical, And deviate into matters rather dry. I ne'er decide what I shall say, and this I call Much too poetical : men should know why They write, and for what end ; but, note or text, I never know the word which will come next.