The Novels, Volume 12Chapman, Hall, 1902 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
answer apprehensions attend believe blessed brother called charity and charity Colonel Morden concern cousin Morden cursed dear Belford dear creature dearest death desire divine lady doctor doubt earnest endeavour excuse eyes favour fear fellow forgive gentleman give hand happy heard heart heavenly creature her's honour hope hour implacableness Jack JOHN BELFORD julap Juvenal lady justice leave letter libertine look Lord Lovel Lovelace's Lovick Madam mercy mind MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE Miss Harlowe morning mother Mowbray never night Norton o'clock obliged occasion Ovid penitence poor Belton pray reconciliation relations resentment ROBERT LOVELACE sake SAMUEL RICHARDSON sent servant shocking sister Smith soon sorry soul stept suffer sure tell thee thing thou art thou hast thou wilt thought told Tourville uncle unhappy vile virtue weak Wedn wish woman word write young lady your's
Populaire passages
Pagina 63 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Pagina 28 - Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little, Before I go whence I shall not return, Even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; A land of darkness, as darkness itself; And of the shadow of death, without any order, And where the light is as darkness.
Pagina 222 - For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
Pagina 55 - For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
Pagina 55 - Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings.
Pagina 69 - Tis poetical and pretty. This is it: When the sun sets, shadows that showed at noon But small, appear most long and terrible : So when we think fate hovers o'er our heads, Our apprehensions shoot beyond all bounds : Owls, ravens, crickets, seem the watch of death ; Nature's worst vermin scare her godlike sons : Echoes, the very leavings of a voice, Grow babbling ghosts, and call us to our graves.
Pagina 55 - Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; Incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily. 3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. 4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
Pagina 222 - For as soon as the wind goeth over it, it is gone, and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Pagina 221 - Lovick has since shown me a copy of the draught by which all was ordered ; and I will give thee a sketch of the symbols. The principal device, neatly etched on a plate of white metal, is a crowned serpent, with its tail in its mouth, forming a ring, the emblem of eternity : and in the circle made by it is this inscription : CLARISSA HARLOWE.
Pagina 230 - Indeed it is to this deep concern, that my levity is owing : for I struggle and struggle, and try to buffet down my cruel reflections as they rise ; and when I cannot, I am forced, as I have often said, to try to make myself laugh, that I may not cry...