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Pagina 4
... creature as you are ! I warned you over and over : no young lady was ever ... dear , how art produces art ! -Will it be believed ? -If it would , what ... dear , a time for you to be afraid of being precipitated ? At present , if ever ...
... creature as you are ! I warned you over and over : no young lady was ever ... dear , how art produces art ! -Will it be believed ? -If it would , what ... dear , a time for you to be afraid of being precipitated ? At present , if ever ...
Pagina 13
... dear creature herself had already run her stubborn neck into my gin , and knew not that she was caught ; for I had not drawn my springes close about her - And just as all this was completed , wouldst thou believe , that I should be my ...
... dear creature herself had already run her stubborn neck into my gin , and knew not that she was caught ; for I had not drawn my springes close about her - And just as all this was completed , wouldst thou believe , that I should be my ...
Pagina 16
... dear creature accept of me , when I so sincerely offered myself to her acceptance ? Things already appear with a very different face now I have got her here . Already have our mother and her daughters been about me : Charming lady ...
... dear creature accept of me , when I so sincerely offered myself to her acceptance ? Things already appear with a very different face now I have got her here . Already have our mother and her daughters been about me : Charming lady ...
Pagina 17
... beloved to accept of Dorcas Wykes for a bedfellow ? " In so many ways will it be now in my power to have the dear creature , that I shall not know which of them to choose ! - But here comes the widow , with Dorcas Wykes in her hand ...
... beloved to accept of Dorcas Wykes for a bedfellow ? " In so many ways will it be now in my power to have the dear creature , that I shall not know which of them to choose ! - But here comes the widow , with Dorcas Wykes in her hand ...
Pagina 18
... dear creature was no less shy when the widow first accosted her , at her alighting . Yet I thought , that honest ... beloved knows it ; and that , thou wilt say , is odd . But how shall I do to make my fair one keep her temper on the ...
... dear creature was no less shy when the widow first accosted her , at her alighting . Yet I thought , that honest ... beloved knows it ; and that , thou wilt say , is odd . But how shall I do to make my fair one keep her temper on the ...
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acquainted answer apprehensions attend behaviour believe beloved beseech canonical hour Captain Tomlinson charmer charming coach cousin Covent Garden cursed dear creature desired devil dining-room door Dorcas doubt excuse expect eyes favour fellow forgive gentleman give gout Hampstead hand happy happy day HARLOWE TO MISS heard heart honour hope Jack JOHN BELFORD July 17 June 28 knew Lady Betty lady's leave letter libertine lodgings look Lord LOVELACE TO JOHN Mabell madam marriage married MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE Miss Harlowe Miss Montague Morden morning mother never night nymphs obliged occasion once person pity poor present pretended Lady ready ROBERT LOVELACE sake Sally Sally Martin seems sent servant Sinclair soul suffered suppose sure tell thee thou hast thou wilt thought Thursday told uncle unhappy vile villain wench wish woman women word wretch write
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Pagina 16 - The wise and active conquer difficulties, By daring to attempt them. Sloth and folly Shiver and shrink at sight of toil and hazard, And make th
Pagina 335 - 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...
Pagina 157 - ... longer from her, any more than (from the violent impulses of my passion) to forbear manifesting myself. I unbuttoned therefore my cape, I pulled off my flapt slouched hat ; I threw open my great coat, and, like the devil in Milton (an odd comparison though !) I started up in my own form divine, Touch' a by the beam of her celestial eye, More potent than Ithuriel's spear...
Pagina 166 - O the poor Clarissa Harlowe! She tore off her head-clothes; inquired where I was: and in she came, her shining tresses flowing about her neck; her ruffles torn, and hanging in tatters about her snowy hands; with her arms spread out; her eyes wildly turned, as if starting from their orbits. Down sunk she at my feet, as soon as she approached me; her charming bosom heaving to her uplifted face; and clasping her arms about my knees, Dear Lovelace...
Pagina 167 - ... besought her reliance on my faith and honour — and revowed all my old vows, and poured forth new ones. At last, with a heart-breaking sob, I see, I see, Mr. Lovelace, in broken sentences she spoke — I see, I see — that at last — at last — I am ruined ! — Ruined, if your pity — let me implore your pity! — and down on her bosom, like a half-broken stalked lily top heavy with the over-charging dews of the morning, sunk her head, with a sigh that went to my heart.