Husband Hunting, Or, The Mother and Daughters: A Tale of Fashionable Life, Volume 2Wells and Lilly, 1825 |
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Pagina 230
... Staffordshire , in which the Gordon estate lay , was sufficient- ly remote from the abode of his treacherous friends . Even had it been otherwise , it was a sacred duty . " If those Gordon's are such as they have been represented to me ...
... Staffordshire , in which the Gordon estate lay , was sufficient- ly remote from the abode of his treacherous friends . Even had it been otherwise , it was a sacred duty . " If those Gordon's are such as they have been represented to me ...
Pagina 255
... Staffordshire . In a few days after his departure , the Morning Post an- nounced that " Sir William Gordon , of Gor- don Castle , Staffordshire , long an invalid , having abruptly received the intelligence of the death of his gallant ...
... Staffordshire . In a few days after his departure , the Morning Post an- nounced that " Sir William Gordon , of Gor- don Castle , Staffordshire , long an invalid , having abruptly received the intelligence of the death of his gallant ...
Pagina 280
... Staffordshire was in a state of danger that utterly subdued the remaining hardness of that proud and worldly heart . She knelt by her daughter's bedside , and for the first time for many a year offered up the mingled tears and prayers ...
... Staffordshire was in a state of danger that utterly subdued the remaining hardness of that proud and worldly heart . She knelt by her daughter's bedside , and for the first time for many a year offered up the mingled tears and prayers ...
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Pagina 21 - 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.
Pagina 209 - Flatter had sat with his elbow on the table, and his chin resting on his hand, looking at the lady's agitated visage.