Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the Living Female Writers of the South. With Extracts from Their Writings, Volume 1Claxton, Remsen & Haffelfinger, 1870 - 973 pagina's |
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Pagina 30
... poor lady , and so they were obliged to abandon all hope of any change in the gloom which overshadowed this beautiful nature . But although the chambers above had its suite - appointed fitly for this sad inmate , the parlors below in Mr ...
... poor lady , and so they were obliged to abandon all hope of any change in the gloom which overshadowed this beautiful nature . But although the chambers above had its suite - appointed fitly for this sad inmate , the parlors below in Mr ...
Pagina 49
... poor idiot had carelessly thrown down on a fertile soil germed at once , and bore its bitter harvest . For three days the conflict went on , I moved like one in a dream ; I could not sleep , nor eat , nor study , nor think , nor pray ...
... poor idiot had carelessly thrown down on a fertile soil germed at once , and bore its bitter harvest . For three days the conflict went on , I moved like one in a dream ; I could not sleep , nor eat , nor study , nor think , nor pray ...
Pagina 60
... poor Quintil ! he is a good fellow , a vase that runs over with generous wine ; but I hate unnatural sentiments , even if directed to my own advantage , and there does seem to be a sort of moral obliquity about his feelings for me ...
... poor Quintil ! he is a good fellow , a vase that runs over with generous wine ; but I hate unnatural sentiments , even if directed to my own advantage , and there does seem to be a sort of moral obliquity about his feelings for me ...
Pagina 70
... gravely ; " he understands her English , her French is a mystery to the poor man . See how puzzled he looks every now and then , and how fiercely she gesticulates by way of explanation . I pity them both inexpressibly 70 SOUTHLAND WRITERS .
... gravely ; " he understands her English , her French is a mystery to the poor man . See how puzzled he looks every now and then , and how fiercely she gesticulates by way of explanation . I pity them both inexpressibly 70 SOUTHLAND WRITERS .
Pagina 72
... poor Lurlie needed only a harp to personate her forsaken prototype . None enjoyed my victory like Major Favrand , whose aversion to Miss Lurlie was extreme and unaccountable . But I grew heartily ashamed of the whole proceeding , when I ...
... poor Lurlie needed only a harp to personate her forsaken prototype . None enjoyed my victory like Major Favrand , whose aversion to Miss Lurlie was extreme and unaccountable . But I grew heartily ashamed of the whole proceeding , when I ...
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Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the ..., Volume 1 Mary T. Tardy Volledige weergave - 1870 |
Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the ..., Volume 1 Mary T. Tardy Volledige weergave - 1870 |
Southland Writers: Biographical and Critical Sketches of the ..., Volume 1 Mary T. Tardy Volledige weergave - 1870 |
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