The Sutherlands. The man of many friends. Doubts and fearsH.C. Carey and I. Lea, 1825 |
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Abberly acquaintance affair affection agitated amiable answered anxious appeared Baronet Bertie Noel Busbridge carriage Casay character child Colonel conduct conversation countenance creature cried Dallimore daugh daughter dear dinner door doubt drawing-room dreadful Dyson Emily excellent exclaimed eyes fair favour feelings felt Fisherton Flowerdale George George Sutherland George's girl Grace Grojan hand happy heard heart Henry honour hope hundred pounds Imperial Hotel James James bowed James Sutherland Jane Lady Almeria Lady Frances Ladyship landlord Lazenby libertine London look Louisa lover Ma'am manner Maria marriage married mean ment Milford mind Miss Anstruther Miss Leech Miss Neville Miss Rosemore morning mother Nabob nature nephew never old Arden old gentleman Park Lane party perceived perfectly perhaps person poor proceeded received replied Ringsworth Rissolle Rosemore's servant Sir Harry Dartford sure Sutherland tell thing thought tion uncle uncle's wife Wilson young lady
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Pagina 250 - LOVE, HOPE, AND BEAUTY. LOVE may be increased by fears, May be fanned with sighs, Nurst by fancies, fed by doubts ; But without Hope it dies ! As in the far Indian isles Dies the young cocoa-tree, Unless within the pleasant shade Of the parent plant it be : So Love may spring up at first, Lighted at Beauty's eyes ; — But Beauty is not all its life, For without Hope it dies.
Pagina 101 - This request having been complied with, a servant appeared, to whom his mistress whispered, " Tell Dawes to bring the children :" the man disappeared, and the lady, turning to Louisa, with one of those sweet smiles which ladies about to praise themselves are in the habit of putting on, said, " We are very old-fashioned folks, Miss Neville.
Pagina 136 - and yet you will hear the men who pay their cooks seven hundred a-year for dressing dinners, get up in their places in Parliament, declaim against the exorbitant wealth of the Church of England, and tell the people that our clergy are over-paid." "Poor clergie! mon Colonel," said the man, "I pity your clergie ; but den, you don't remember de science and experience dat it require to make an omelette souffle." " The devil take your omelette, sir," said Arden; " do you mean seriously and gravely to...
Pagina 134 - Yes, mon Colonel, I discharge him ; because he cast affront upon me, insupportable to an artist of sentiment.
Pagina 135 - No, mon Colonel — it is fine city," said u Rissolle — " good place — but dere is no Italian Opera." " How shocking!" said Arden, " and you left his Excellency on that account ?" " Oui, mon Colonel." " Why, his Excellency managed to live there without an Italian Opera,
Pagina 105 - Ma'am,' said the Colonel, heaving a sigh. And accordingly the child stood up at his side, and began that beautiful bit of Barbauldism so extremely popular in the lower forms of preparatory schools, called
Pagina 133 - Breguer, all pronouncing the man of ton ; and when he came really to comprehend that the sweet-scented, ring-fingered gentleman before him, was willing to dress a dinner on trial, for the purpose of displaying his skill, he was thunderstruck. " Do I mistake?" said the Colonel :
Pagina 135 - what wages do you expect ?" " Wages! Je n'entend pas, mon Colonel," answered Rissolle ; " do you mean de stipend—de salarie ?" " As you please," said Arden. " My Lor Trefoil," said Rissolle, " give to me seven hundred pounds a-year, my wine, and horse and tilbury, with small tigre for him." " Small what, Sir ?" exclaimed the astonished Colonel. " Tigre," said Rissolle, " little man-boy, to hold de horse.
Pagina 104 - Tom,' exclaimed Mrs. Abberly, ' what an awkward child you are! — dear Miss Neville, what shall we do? — ring the bell, Sophy, send for Simmons, or send for Miss Neville's maid — Miss Neville, pray take off your pelisse.' " ' Oh, I assure you it is not of the slightest consequence...
Pagina 265 - And worn it into vileness ! With how secure a brow, and specious form, He gilds the secret villain! Sure that face Was meant for honesty ; but heaven mismatched it, And furnished treason out with nature's pomp, To make its work more easy.