The British Novelists: With an Essay, and Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Volume 14,Deel 6F. C. and J. Rivington, 1820 |
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Pagina 128 - Whosoever therefore shall be ashamed of me and of my words, in this adulterous and sinful generation, of him also shall the son of man be ashamed, when he cometh in the glory of his Father with the holy angels.
Pagina 191 - Let me say, proceeded he, that Olivia reveres you, and wishes you (I hope cordially, for she is afraid still of your sister-excellence) to be mine. Give me leave to boast (it is my boast), that though I have had pain from individuals of your sex, I can look back on my past life, and bless God that I never, from childhood to manhood, WILFULLY gave pain either to the MOTHERLY or SISTERLY heart*; nor from manhood to the present hour, to any other woman.
Pagina 227 - He upbraided me with being the cause that he had not Lady Clementina. He said, and so sternly! I am sure he cannot look so sternly, that he thought me a much better creature than I proved to be: Yet methought, in my own heart, I was not altered. I fell down at his feet. I called it my misfortune, that he could not love me: I would not say it was his fault. It might, perhaps, be his misfortune too! — And then I said, Love and Hatred are not always in one's power. If you cannot love the poor creature...
Pagina 345 - My dear girl, take the pen — I am too sentimental. The French only are proud of sentiments at this day ; the English cannot bear them : Story, story, story, is what they hunt after, whether sense or nonsense, probable or improbable.
Pagina 16 - ... I could not say, I do love her ; but with a flame as pure as the heart of Clementina, or as her own heart, can boast. Clementina's distressed mind affected me : I imputed her sufferings to her esteem for me. The farewel interview denied her, she demonstrated, I thought, so firm an affection for me, at the same time that she was to me, what I may truly call, a first love...
Pagina 220 - In a soothing, tender, and respectful manner, he put his arm round me, and, taking my own handkerchief, unresisted, wiped away the tears as they fell on my cheek.