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Pagina 2
wench let fall against the cruelty of men ; and wishing to have it in her power to
serve her ; has she given her the following note, signed by her maiden name : for
she has thought fit, in positive and plain words, to own to the pitying Dorcas, that
...
wench let fall against the cruelty of men ; and wishing to have it in her power to
serve her ; has she given her the following note, signed by her maiden name : for
she has thought fit, in positive and plain words, to own to the pitying Dorcas, that
...
Pagina 4
But, Dorcas, [dearDor- cas, now it is] thou shalt have a friend in me to the last day
of my life. And what now, Jack, dost think the name of her good angel is ! Why
Dorcas Martindale, christian and super (no more Wykes) as in the promissory
note ...
But, Dorcas, [dearDor- cas, now it is] thou shalt have a friend in me to the last day
of my life. And what now, Jack, dost think the name of her good angel is ! Why
Dorcas Martindale, christian and super (no more Wykes) as in the promissory
note ...
Pagina 5
Thank you, Dorcas ! — I am unhappy, that I did not think before, that I might have
confided in thy pity, and in thy sex ! I pitied you, madam, often and often : but you
were always, as I thought, diffident of me. And then I doubted not but you were ...
Thank you, Dorcas ! — I am unhappy, that I did not think before, that I might have
confided in thy pity, and in thy sex ! I pitied you, madam, often and often : but you
were always, as I thought, diffident of me. And then I doubted not but you were ...
Pagina 6
Poor Dorcas ! — Again wiping her own charming eyes. All love, all compassion,
is this dear creature to every one in affliction, but me. And would not an aunt
protect her kinswoman ? — abominable wretch ! I can't — I can't— I can't — say,
my ...
Poor Dorcas ! — Again wiping her own charming eyes. All love, all compassion,
is this dear creature to every one in affliction, but me. And would not an aunt
protect her kinswoman ? — abominable wretch ! I can't — I can't— I can't — say,
my ...
Pagina 9
groceries: and' methought Dorcas, having been out to see if the coast were clear
for her lady's flight, and if a coach were to be got near the place, espied this
chariot with the dowager's arms, and this matronly lady: and what, methought, did
...
groceries: and' methought Dorcas, having been out to see if the coast were clear
for her lady's flight, and if a coach were to be got near the place, espied this
chariot with the dowager's arms, and this matronly lady: and what, methought, did
...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 403 - OH THAT I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness...
Pagina 403 - As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tabernacle; When the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me; When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil...
Pagina 295 - A horrid hole of a house, in an alley they call a court ; stairs wretchedly narrow, even to the first-floor rooms : and into a den they led me, with broken walls, which had been papered, as I saw by a multitude of tacks, and some torn bits held on by the rusty heads. The floor indeed was clean, but the ceiling was smoked with variety of figures, and initials of names, that had been the woeful employment of wretches who had no other way to amuse themselves.
Pagina 305 - ... with me would be a good excuse. She was sitting on the side of the broken couch, extremely weak and low ; and I observed, cared not to speak to the man : and no wonder; for I never saw a more shocking fellow, of a profession tolerably genteel, nor heard a more illiterate one...