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Pagina 2
... word or oath to the sex ; the lady scrupulously strict to her word , incapable of art or design ; apt therefore to believe well of others - it would be a miracle if she stood such an attempter , such attempts , and such snares , as I ...
... word or oath to the sex ; the lady scrupulously strict to her word , incapable of art or design ; apt therefore to believe well of others - it would be a miracle if she stood such an attempter , such attempts , and such snares , as I ...
Pagina 4
... word to answer you now . Strange informations are every day received about you . The wretch you are with , we are told , is every hour triumphing and defying - must not these informations aggravate ? You know the uncontrollableness of ...
... word to answer you now . Strange informations are every day received about you . The wretch you are with , we are told , is every hour triumphing and defying - must not these informations aggravate ? You know the uncontrollableness of ...
Pagina 11
... word to this purpose - Spiteful poor wretches ! How I hate in particular your foolish uncle Antony ! How poor , to withhold from you your books , your jewels , and your money ! As money is all you can at present want , since they will ...
... word to this purpose - Spiteful poor wretches ! How I hate in particular your foolish uncle Antony ! How poor , to withhold from you your books , your jewels , and your money ! As money is all you can at present want , since they will ...
Pagina 14
... words , when she could speak ) to both worlds - O that it had turned , in the moment of its utterance , to a mortal quinsy , and sticking in his gullet had choked the old execrator , as a warning to all such unnatural fathers ! What a ...
... words , when she could speak ) to both worlds - O that it had turned , in the moment of its utterance , to a mortal quinsy , and sticking in his gullet had choked the old execrator , as a warning to all such unnatural fathers ! What a ...
Pagina 21
... words , which drew from me the concessions he builds upon . I have turned over the books I found in my closet ; and am not a little pleased with them ; and think the better of the people of the house for their sakes . Stanhope's Gospels ...
... words , which drew from me the concessions he builds upon . I have turned over the books I found in my closet ; and am not a little pleased with them ; and think the better of the people of the house for their sakes . Stanhope's Gospels ...
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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 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...
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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.