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Pagina 20
... door ; but there stopped ; and asked for my company then in the dining - room . If he were about setting out for other lodgings , I would go with him now , I told him : but if he did not just then go , I would first finish my letter to ...
... door ; but there stopped ; and asked for my company then in the dining - room . If he were about setting out for other lodgings , I would go with him now , I told him : but if he did not just then go , I would first finish my letter to ...
Pagina 30
... door - perhaps too justly ! I had begun a letter to my cousin Morden some time ago but now I can never end it . You will believe I can- not for how shall I tell him , that all his compliments are misbestowed ? That all his advice is ...
... door - perhaps too justly ! I had begun a letter to my cousin Morden some time ago but now I can never end it . You will believe I can- not for how shall I tell him , that all his compliments are misbestowed ? That all his advice is ...
Pagina 36
... door . I threw myself in her way , shut it , and , in the humblest manner , besought her to forgive me . And yet do you think the Harlowe - hearted charmer ( notwith- standing the agreeable annunciation I came in with ) would forgive me ...
... door . I threw myself in her way , shut it , and , in the humblest manner , besought her to forgive me . And yet do you think the Harlowe - hearted charmer ( notwith- standing the agreeable annunciation I came in with ) would forgive me ...
Pagina 38
... But now I hear the rusty hinges of my beloved's door give me creaking invitation . My heart creaks and throbs with respondent trepidations : whimsical enough though ! For what relation has a lover's heart to a rusty 38 Clarissa .
... But now I hear the rusty hinges of my beloved's door give me creaking invitation . My heart creaks and throbs with respondent trepidations : whimsical enough though ! For what relation has a lover's heart to a rusty 38 Clarissa .
Pagina 39
... door of my beloved's bedchamber . Relation enough in that . and She calls her maid Dorcas . No doubt , that I may hear her harmonious voice , and to give me an opportunity to pour out my soul at her feet ; to renew all my vows ; to ...
... door of my beloved's bedchamber . Relation enough in that . and She calls her maid Dorcas . No doubt , that I may hear her harmonious voice , and to give me an opportunity to pour out my soul at her feet ; to renew all my vows ; to ...
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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 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.