Cecil, a Peer: A Sequel to Cecil, Or The Adventures of a Coxcomb, Volumen2Lea & Blanchard, 1842 |
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... once complimented me on my attainments . To her they must ever appear second rate ; whereas the cheerful pleasant humour of Walsingham , which never comes into competition with the tone of Mr. Danby's conversation , delights as much as ...
... once complimented me on my attainments . To her they must ever appear second rate ; whereas the cheerful pleasant humour of Walsingham , which never comes into competition with the tone of Mr. Danby's conversation , delights as much as ...
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... throw one's wig ! When once a man of mature age makes up his mind to play the fool , or rather when his mind makes itself up to make a fool ― } of him , the excitement of dashing down the Montagnes 40 CECIL . CHAPTER V. ...
... throw one's wig ! When once a man of mature age makes up his mind to play the fool , or rather when his mind makes itself up to make a fool ― } of him , the excitement of dashing down the Montagnes 40 CECIL . CHAPTER V. ...
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... once did with my femme incomprise at Tivoli , or of shooting the rapids , or winning a whole night long at hazard , is nothing to it ! I might seem very grey and very grave to Frank Wal- singham , when prosing to him on Lady ...
... once did with my femme incomprise at Tivoli , or of shooting the rapids , or winning a whole night long at hazard , is nothing to it ! I might seem very grey and very grave to Frank Wal- singham , when prosing to him on Lady ...
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... once the effort is over and repented ! ---- That night , the Crutchleys had a card party ; a thing out of date except in the dreadfully dowagerly set which constituted their real element , when they did not purchase the presence of the ...
... once the effort is over and repented ! ---- That night , the Crutchleys had a card party ; a thing out of date except in the dreadfully dowagerly set which constituted their real element , when they did not purchase the presence of the ...
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... once been uplifted towards me . I saw I was beloved . — Dear gentle child ! What an avenir for my old age to be worshipped by so fair a creature . Ten thousand a year ? - - Bah - what were thrice as much , if shared with a Hecate whose ...
... once been uplifted towards me . I saw I was beloved . — Dear gentle child ! What an avenir for my old age to be worshipped by so fair a creature . Ten thousand a year ? - - Bah - what were thrice as much , if shared with a Hecate whose ...
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amazing Arthur Cornwallis beauty become better Birchington Boodle's bore brother Bruton Street called Cecil Danby charm child Chipp Chippenham comfort Connaught Place Crutchley's dare daughter dear dear Jane death Devereux dinner Duchess Earl England eyes face fair fancy father favour feelings fellow felt fortune Frank Walsingham gentle girl Greyvin Grosvenor Square half hand Hanover Square happy Harris Hartingfield heard heart Heaven heiress Herries honour husband Ilfracomb Italy James's Jane Julia knew Lady Brettingham Lady Phoebe Lawrence Sterne Locksley London look Lord Ashby Lord Harris Lord Ormington Lucca Marcia Mary Mereworth mind Miss Crutchley Mitchelston nature never niece night noble Nunziata one's opera Ormington Hall party perceive poor Prince Public rendered Rotherhithe scarcely seemed smile soul swear talk tears thing thought thousand tion voice whispered White's wife woman words young
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Página 193 - 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 193 - 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 69 - 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 91 - Her speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her song the warbling of the vernal grove ; Her eloquence was sweeter than her song, Soft as her heart, and as her reason strong...
Página 193 - At a friend's mansion I began to dread The cold neat parlour and the gay glazed bed : At home I felt a more decided taste, And must have all things in my order placed. I ceased to hunt ; my horses pleased me less — My dinner more ; I learned to play at chess.
Página 167 - Retain liis anger ; Nature knew not how ; " And so there came a softness to his mind, " And he forgave the usage of mankind. " His cold long fingers now were press'd to mine, " And his faint smile of kinder thoughts gave sign ; " His lips moved often as he tried to lend
Página 193 - 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 93 - 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 43 - Best wives ! — the woman's well enough, she has no vice that I know of, but she's a wife, and — damn a wife ! If I were married to a hogshead of claret, matrimony would make me hate it.
Página 114 - 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.