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Արդյունքներ 30–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
Էջ 3
... proud to shake hands with his betters , now . Pride , all pride , upstart pride , like the rest of the fools in this world . And he used to go gleaning in the very fields he now rides over so pompously . " " Can yer call that to mind ...
... proud to shake hands with his betters , now . Pride , all pride , upstart pride , like the rest of the fools in this world . And he used to go gleaning in the very fields he now rides over so pompously . " " Can yer call that to mind ...
Էջ 32
... proudly and contemptuously she would raise her head , and look him through with her dark flash- ing eyes ; and how quietly - very differently from Frances - hint her displeasure at his interference , and turn his fears and sympathy into ...
... proudly and contemptuously she would raise her head , and look him through with her dark flash- ing eyes ; and how quietly - very differently from Frances - hint her displeasure at his interference , and turn his fears and sympathy into ...
Էջ 49
... proud , cold girl , wrapped up in self , with no interest in the every day cares of life , or affection for home ties or duties ; but fond of society , and caring for little beyond it , living in the world and only VOL . II . D for its ...
... proud , cold girl , wrapped up in self , with no interest in the every day cares of life , or affection for home ties or duties ; but fond of society , and caring for little beyond it , living in the world and only VOL . II . D for its ...
Էջ 73
... proud woman , and none of the girl about her . The envy of many . Ah ! could they but have seen the wretchedness of her heart , the hollowness of her smiles , would they have envied her ? Would they not rather have been thankful and ...
... proud woman , and none of the girl about her . The envy of many . Ah ! could they but have seen the wretchedness of her heart , the hollowness of her smiles , would they have envied her ? Would they not rather have been thankful and ...
Էջ 95
... proud of it , and certainly think less about it than he would at breaking his horse's neck in leaping a fence . ” " You are very uncharitable . " " Not at all . My opinion is , Vavasour in- tends getting up a flirtation with Miss ...
... proud of it , and certainly think less about it than he would at breaking his horse's neck in leaping a fence . ” " You are very uncharitable . " " Not at all . My opinion is , Vavasour in- tends getting up a flirtation with Miss ...
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Amy's angry Anne Anne's anxious asked believe BENSON'S betimes better Brampton Camellia CAVENDISH SQUARE Charles Linchmore cold cottage cousin door Elrington exclaimed eyes face fancy Fanny fear feel flirt flower fool Frances Strickland girl gone good-bye Goody Grey governess hand hear heard heart Hodge hope Hopkins Horology husband impatiently Isabella Jane Julia kind knew laughing Linch Linchmore's listen look LUDGATE HILL Ma'am Marks Matthew mind Miss Frances Miss Neville Miss Neville's Miss Strickland morning mother never night once passed perhaps pity poor proud quiet quietly replied Amy rest Robert Vavasour scarcely seemed sight silent smile sorrow sorry Standale stood suppose sure talk tears tell Thank there's thing thought told turned voice walk watched Welbeck Street wife WIGMORE STREET William Hodge wish woman wonder word young
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Էջ 70 - They sin who tell us Love can die, With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. In Heaven Ambition cannot dwell, Nor Avarice in the vaults of Hell ; Earthly these passions of the Earth, They perish where they have their birth ; But Love is indestructible. Its holy flame for ever burneth, From Heaven it came, to Heaven returneth...
Էջ 139 - Why so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale?
Էջ 1 - The smith, a mighty man is he, With large and sinewy hands ; And the muscles of his brawny arms Are strong as iron bands. His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Էջ 207 - Of fancied beings bound her soul in awe. The moon was risen, and she sometimes shone Through thick white clouds, that flew tumultuous on, Passing beneath her with an eagle's speed, That her soft light imprison'd and then freed ; The fitful glimmering through the hedge-row green Gave a strange beauty to the changing scene j And roaring winds and rushing waters lent Their mingled voice that to the spirit went.
Էջ 31 - ... As old time makes these decay, So his flames must waste away. But a smooth and steadfast mind, Gentle thoughts and calm desires; Hearts with equal love combined ; Kindle never-dying fires. Where these are not, I despise Lovely cheeks, or lips, or eyes ! No tears, Celia, now shall win My resolved heart to return ; I have searched thy soul within, And find nought but pride and scorn ; I have learned thy arts, and now Can disdain as much as thou. Some power, in my revenge, convey That love to her...
Էջ 309 - Illustrative of the Advantages of the various localities resorted to by Invalids, for the cure or alleviation of chronic diseases, especially consumption. With Observations on Climate, and its Influences on Health and Disease, the result of extensive personal experience of many Southern Climes.
Էջ 264 - Thou tyrant of the mind! False in thy glass all objects are, Some set too near, and some too far; Thou art the fire of endless night, The fire that burns, and gives no light. All torments of the damn'd we find In only thee, O Jealousy! Thou tyrant, tyrant Jealousy, Thou tyrant of the mind!
Էջ 264 - Thou tyrant of the mind! All other ills, though sharp they prove, Serve to refine, and perfect love: In absence, or unkind disdain, Sweet hope relieves the lover's pain.
Էջ 100 - Of the gray morn before the rising sun, That pass away and perish. Earthly things Are but the transient pageants of an hour ; And earthly pride is like the passing flower, That springs to fall, and blossoms but to die.