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Pagina 3
... will soon be in town . I hope . Farewell . Without the lady , Be honest , and be happy . J. BELFORD . MRS . HERVEY TO MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE . Saturday , B 2 Her Flight from Home . 3 No; there cannot, I answer, be such ...
... will soon be in town . I hope . Farewell . Without the lady , Be honest , and be happy . J. BELFORD . MRS . HERVEY TO MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE . Saturday , B 2 Her Flight from Home . 3 No; there cannot, I answer, be such ...
Pagina 11
... happy . Suppose yourself to be me , and me to be you ( you may - for your distress is mine ) ; and then you will add full day to these but glimmering lights which are held out to you by Your ever affectionate and faithful ANNA HOWE ...
... happy . Suppose yourself to be me , and me to be you ( you may - for your distress is mine ) ; and then you will add full day to these but glimmering lights which are held out to you by Your ever affectionate and faithful ANNA HOWE ...
Pagina 16
... happy man ! — You owe us such a lady ! " — Then they remind me of my revenge , and of my hatred to her whole family . Sally was so struck with her , at first sight , that she broke out to me in those lines of Dryden : Fairer to be seen ...
... happy man ! — You owe us such a lady ! " — Then they remind me of my revenge , and of my hatred to her whole family . Sally was so struck with her , at first sight , that she broke out to me in those lines of Dryden : Fairer to be seen ...
Pagina 23
... happy . And at parting last night , or rather this morning , thou madest me promise a few lines to Edgware , to let thee know what she thinks of thee , and of thy brethren . Thy thousand pounds , Jack , is all thy own : for most ...
... happy . And at parting last night , or rather this morning , thou madest me promise a few lines to Edgware , to let thee know what she thinks of thee , and of thy brethren . Thy thousand pounds , Jack , is all thy own : for most ...
Pagina 25
... life , and thyself not happy for a single moment . Hitherto , it is not too late ; and that perhaps is as much as can be said , if thou meanest to preserve her esteem and good opinion , as well as person ; Her Flight from Home . 25.
... life , and thyself not happy for a single moment . Hitherto , it is not too late ; and that perhaps is as much as can be said , if thou meanest to preserve her esteem and good opinion , as well as person ; Her Flight from Home . 25.
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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 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.