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... mothers , and made up of the same brittle compounds ( education all the difference ) , nor where the triumph is in subduing them . May there not be other Lovelaces , thou askest , who , attracted by her beauty , may endeavour to prevail ...
... mothers , and made up of the same brittle compounds ( education all the difference ) , nor where the triumph is in subduing them . May there not be other Lovelaces , thou askest , who , attracted by her beauty , may endeavour to prevail ...
Pagina 8
... mother has obtained leave to send you your clothes , of all sorts but your clothes only . This is a favour you'll see by the within letter not designed you : and now not granted for your sake , but because my poor mother cannot bear in ...
... mother has obtained leave to send you your clothes , of all sorts but your clothes only . This is a favour you'll see by the within letter not designed you : and now not granted for your sake , but because my poor mother cannot bear in ...
Pagina 9
... mother's ; both reproaching themselves for their shares in you , and in so fruitless an education . Everybody , in short , is ashamed of you : but none more ARABELLA HARLOWE . than MISS HOWE TO MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE . Tuesday , April 25 ...
... mother's ; both reproaching themselves for their shares in you , and in so fruitless an education . Everybody , in short , is ashamed of you : but none more ARABELLA HARLOWE . than MISS HOWE TO MISS CLARISSA HARLOWE . Tuesday , April 25 ...
Pagina 10
... mother blames them for this wicked letter of your sister ; and she pities you ; and , of her own accord , wished me to write to comfort you , for this once for she says , It is pity your heart , which was so noble ( and when the sense ...
... mother blames them for this wicked letter of your sister ; and she pities you ; and , of her own accord , wished me to write to comfort you , for this once for she says , It is pity your heart , which was so noble ( and when the sense ...
Pagina 11
Samuel Richardson Enaeas Sweetland Dallas. My mother , notwithstanding this particular indulgence , is very positive . They have prevailed upon her , I know , to give her word to this purpose - Spiteful poor wretches ! How I hate in ...
Samuel Richardson Enaeas Sweetland Dallas. My mother , notwithstanding this particular indulgence , is very positive . They have prevailed upon her , I know , to give her word to this purpose - Spiteful poor wretches ! How I hate in ...
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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.