Husband Hunting, Or, The Mother and Daughters: A Tale of Fashionable Life, Հատոր 2G.B. Whittaker, Ave Maria Lane, 1825 |
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... convent roofs , o'er - topping kingly bowers , Hills crowning hills , on which the moonlight lay , In solemn brightness , but a milder day . Phineas Webb . ' FOR Some time after his landing , Vaughan enjoyed only the amusements of ...
... convent roofs , o'er - topping kingly bowers , Hills crowning hills , on which the moonlight lay , In solemn brightness , but a milder day . Phineas Webb . ' FOR Some time after his landing , Vaughan enjoyed only the amusements of ...
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... convents , and public edifices , lifting their white fronts and embattled roofs and gilded spires to the summit of the hill ; while the moon , in the full and power- ful splendour of the southern sky , co- vered this mighty theatre , to ...
... convents , and public edifices , lifting their white fronts and embattled roofs and gilded spires to the summit of the hill ; while the moon , in the full and power- ful splendour of the southern sky , co- vered this mighty theatre , to ...
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... convent , that , let the distance be what it might , they did not murmur at his delay . Who can be led to imagine , that the fittest preparation for a better world is to take no interest in the concerns of this ? To fly from a life ...
... convent , that , let the distance be what it might , they did not murmur at his delay . Who can be led to imagine , that the fittest preparation for a better world is to take no interest in the concerns of this ? To fly from a life ...
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... convent to - morrow . Of a certainty , Signor , he is either dead or false- hearted ; and , be it which it may , ' tis the same to her , for her heart is breaking . " Vaughan , moved by the recital , gave the remainder of the evening to ...
... convent to - morrow . Of a certainty , Signor , he is either dead or false- hearted ; and , be it which it may , ' tis the same to her , for her heart is breaking . " Vaughan , moved by the recital , gave the remainder of the evening to ...
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... convent walls scaled , of faith plighted , and hearts ex- changed . " It was unmanly , it was cruel , to raise such images before her eyes , and then leave her to the gloom and the sorrows which were here so faithfully portrayed ...
... convent walls scaled , of faith plighted , and hearts ex- changed . " It was unmanly , it was cruel , to raise such images before her eyes , and then leave her to the gloom and the sorrows which were here so faithfully portrayed ...
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ance appeared arms ascer beauty Catherine Catherine's CHAPTER cheek Clara convent countenance Courtney Courtney's coxcomb cried daughter daunt dear deep Don Ferdinand England exclaimed fancy farewell father favour fear feeling felt fortune Francis Vaughan friendship gave gazed girl hand happiness hear heard heart heaven honour hope hour inquiry ject Julia lady laughed Leonora letter light lips Lisbon listened look mand marriage ment mind mingled Mordaunt morning nant nature ness never night once painful perceive Philip Phineas Webb piastres plied Mordaunt promise racter regiment regret reply returned Vaughan roused sank scarcely Sénor sigh silence smile soldier sorrow Spain Spaniard Spanish spect spirit spot stood surprise Tagus tears thought tion to-morrow tone tremely tual tural turb turned uncle uncle's uncon Ursula utter Velas Velasquez voice whole woman word wounded young
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Էջ 236 - She's beautiful, and therefore to be wooed; She is a woman, therefore to be won.
Էջ 252 - Not in folio. is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips, that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now ? your gambols ? your songs ? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning1 ? quite chapfallen ? Now, get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an ineh thick, to this favour she must come : make her laugh at that. — Pr'ythee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What 's that, my lord ? Ham. Dost...
Էջ 113 - Beware Of entrance to a quarrel, but being in, Bear't that the opposed may beware of thee. Give every man thine ear, but few thy voice; Take each man's censure, but reserve thy judgment.
Էջ 250 - Content!' to that which grieves my heart, And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
Էջ 95 - Tis false; no law divine condemns the virtuous, For differing from the rules your schools devise. Look round, how Providence bestows alike Sunshine and rain, to bless the fruitful year, On different nations, all of different faiths : And...
Էջ 153 - Prince! I blush to think what I have said, But fate has wrested the confession from me; Go on, and prosper in the paths of honour, Thy virtue will excuse my passion for thee, And make the Gods propitious to our love.
Էջ 183 - Not with the living ; They feed upon opinions, errors, dreams, And make 'em truths ; they draw a nourishment Out of defamings, grow upon disgraces ; And, when they see a virtue fortified Strongly above the battery of their tongues, Oh, how they cast to sink it ! and, defeated, (Soul-sick with poison) strike the monuments Where noble names lie sleeping, till they sweat, And the cold marble melt.
Էջ 127 - ... that the busy world at least in this Would take example from a wretch like me! None then would waste their hours in foreign thoughts, Forget themselves and what concerns their peace, To tread the mazes of fantastic Falsehood, To haunt her idle sounds and flying tales Through all the giddy, noisy courts of rumour; Malicious slander never would have leisure...
Էջ 45 - ... by death ! Or ne'er to meet, or ne'er to part, is peace. — NARCISSA ! Pity bleeds at thought of thee ; Yet thou wast only near me ; not myself. 1060 Survive myself] — That cures all other woe.
Էջ 81 - Each circumstance ; consider, above all, That it is jealousy's peculiar nature To swell small things to great ; nay, out of nought To conjure much, and then to lose its reason Amid the hideous phantoms it has form'd. Alon. Had I ten thousand lives, I'd give them all To be deceived. I fear 'tis doomsday with me.