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... gone . " Mary replied something , in a low voice , about her brother's wish , and the door of the carriage being closed , she was soon borne away from the sight of her rela- tions , while a tear or two stole slowly down her cheek , that ...
... gone . " Mary replied something , in a low voice , about her brother's wish , and the door of the carriage being closed , she was soon borne away from the sight of her rela- tions , while a tear or two stole slowly down her cheek , that ...
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... gone ? I am sure they might have found out that by the dullness of the house . Take away that knife and fork . " Caroline's smiles were gone for the day ; and though Charles was the only person who did not , or would not appear altered ...
... gone ? I am sure they might have found out that by the dullness of the house . Take away that knife and fork . " Caroline's smiles were gone for the day ; and though Charles was the only person who did not , or would not appear altered ...
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... gone by . But there are still some bosoms , to which the least indelicacy , where the fair and good are concerned , comes with that revolting harshness , that makes them start from the person using it , as they would from contamination ...
... gone by . But there are still some bosoms , to which the least indelicacy , where the fair and good are concerned , comes with that revolting harshness , that makes them start from the person using it , as they would from contamination ...
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... , when this coach drove up . My patience was gone in a minute when I saw Exeter written on the side - and here I am . " " But what do you want at Exeter ? " demanded demanded the other : " you have some object ? 56 BURTON .
... , when this coach drove up . My patience was gone in a minute when I saw Exeter written on the side - and here I am . " " But what do you want at Exeter ? " demanded demanded the other : " you have some object ? 56 BURTON .
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... gone . He remained a mo- ment in deep thought , with his brow bent , and his eyes fixed upon the ground— “ It cannot be ! " cried he , at length ; " and if it were so , what is it to me ? I am neither mad , nor a fool , nor in love ...
... gone . He remained a mo- ment in deep thought , with his brow bent , and his eyes fixed upon the ground— “ It cannot be ! " cried he , at length ; " and if it were so , what is it to me ? I am neither mad , nor a fool , nor in love ...
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Adelaide affection answered Charles Apennines arrived baron baroness beautiful bosom brother Calais captain Malcolm Caroline carriage cerning Charles Melville Charles's cheek companion Corfu count countenance cousin dear Mary door doubt ed Charles endeavoured England exclaimed eyes father fear feelings felt Flora Frederic gave give gone hand happiness heart Heaven hope idea Ilfracombe Italy kind knew lady Anne Milsome lady Delmont lady Jane lady Mary leave length letter look lord Bur Louisa Stanhope Malden Mary's Melville's ment mind Miss Stanhope morning Naples never night pacha painful Paris passed perhaps pleasure proceeded racter replied Charles replied lord Burton robbers round scarcely seemed servant shewed sir Charles sir Philip sister smile soon sorrow speak spect stranger suppose sure tell thee thing thought tion told took travelling turned Wilmot Wincanton wish young
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Página 76 - But where to find that happiest spot below Who can direct, when all pretend to know ? The shuddering tenant of the frigid zone Boldly proclaims that happiest spot his own ; Extols the treasures of his stormy seas, And his long nights of revelry and ease...
Página 66 - The man of wealth and pride Takes up a space that many poor supplied ; Space for his lake, his park's extended bounds, Space for his horses, equipage, and hounds...
Página 163 - Although I joy in thee, I have no joy of this contract to-night. It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden ; Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be, Ere one can say — It lightens.* Sweet, good night!
Página 255 - Call El Dorado. But to nobler sights Michael from Adam's eyes the film removed, Which that false fruit, that promised clearer sight, Had bred ; then purged with euphrasy and rue The visual nerve, for he had much to see, And from the well of life three drops instill'd.
Página 8 - Hath seal'd thee for herself: for thou hast been As one, in suffering all, that suffers nothing; A man that fortune's buffets and rewards Hast ta'en with equal thanks : and blest are those Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please.
Página 45 - ITALIA, Italia, o tu cui feo la sorte Dono infelice di bellezza, ond' hai Funesta dote d' infiniti guai, Che in fronte scritti per gran doglia porte : • Deh fossi tu men bella, o almen più forte, Onde assai più ti paventasse, o assai T...
Página 231 - On what strange grounds we build our hopes and fears ! Man's life is all a mist ! and, in the dark, Our fortunes meet us.
Página 233 - Tis two or three, my lord, that bring you word, Macduff is fled to England. Macb. Fled to England ? Len. Ay, my good lord. Macb. Time, thou anticipat'st my dread exploits : The flighty purpose never is o'ertook, Unless the deed go with it : from this moment, The very firstlings of my heart shall be The firstlings of my hand. And even now, To crown my thoughts with acts, be it thought and done : The castle of Macduff I will surprise ; Seize upon Fife ; give to the edge o' the sword His wife, his babes,...
Página 1 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be...
Página 170 - Yet oft a sigh prevails, and sorrows fall, To see the hoard of human bliss so small : And oft I wish, amidst the scene to find Some spot to real happiness consign'd, Where my worn soul, each wandering hope at rest, May gather bliss to see my fellows blest.