The Novelist's Magazine, Volume 15Harrison and Company, 1784 A collection of separately paged novels. |
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Pagina 614
... gone from my door ! -Wretch ! inhuman , barbarous , and all that is • bafe and treacherous ! -be gone from my door ! -Nor teaze thus a poor creature , entitled to protection , not outrage . ' I fee , Madam , how you keep your word with ...
... gone from my door ! -Wretch ! inhuman , barbarous , and all that is • bafe and treacherous ! -be gone from my door ! -Nor teaze thus a poor creature , entitled to protection , not outrage . ' I fee , Madam , how you keep your word with ...
Pagina 615
... gone a journey : is truanting at least . But nevertheless , in thy week's time , or in much lefs , my charmer , I doubt not to compleat my triumph ! But what vexes me of all things , is , that fuch an excellent creature fhould break her ...
... gone a journey : is truanting at least . But nevertheless , in thy week's time , or in much lefs , my charmer , I doubt not to compleat my triumph ! But what vexes me of all things , is , that fuch an excellent creature fhould break her ...
Pagina 618
... gone , Lovelace ! -My foul is above thee , man ! -Thou haft a proud heart to contend with ! -My foul is ⚫ above thee , man * . Mifs Howe thinks her above me too . Thou , even thou , my friend , my intimate friend and compa- nion , art ...
... gone , Lovelace ! -My foul is above thee , man ! -Thou haft a proud heart to contend with ! -My foul is ⚫ above thee , man * . Mifs Howe thinks her above me too . Thou , even thou , my friend , my intimate friend and compa- nion , art ...
Pagina 619
... gone off ! Abfolutely gone off ! -Efcaped ! Thou knoweft not , nor canft con- ceive the pangs that wring my heart ! — What can I do ! -O Lord , O Lord , O Lord ! And thou , too , who hast endeavour- ed to weaken my hands , wilt but clap ...
... gone off ! Abfolutely gone off ! -Efcaped ! Thou knoweft not , nor canft con- ceive the pangs that wring my heart ! — What can I do ! -O Lord , O Lord , O Lord ! And thou , too , who hast endeavour- ed to weaken my hands , wilt but clap ...
Pagina 620
... Gone , the villain ! in queft of her : not to return , nor to fee my face [ fo it feems he declared ] till he has heard fome tidings of her ; and all the out - of - place varlets of his nu- merous acquaintance are fummoned and employed ...
... Gone , the villain ! in queft of her : not to return , nor to fee my face [ fo it feems he declared ] till he has heard fome tidings of her ; and all the out - of - place varlets of his nu- merous acquaintance are fummoned and employed ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 746 - ... have so much experienced, and so much abused. I don't presume to think you should receive me. — No, indeed! — My name is — I don't know what my name is! — I never dare to wish to come into your family again ! — But your heavy curse, my papa. — Yes, I will call you papa, and help yourself as you can — for you are my own dear papa, whether you will or not — and though I am an unworthy child — yet I am your child PAPER in.
Pagina 978 - Much more lively and affecting," says one of the principal characters, " must be the style of those who write in the height of a present distress, the mind tortured by the pangs of uncertainty, — the events then hidden in the womb of fate, — than the dry, narrative, unanimated style of a person relating difficulties and dangers surmounted, can be, — the relater perfectly at ease, and, if himself unmoved by his own story, not likely greatly to affect the reader.