The history of sir Charles Grandison, in a series of letters publ. by the editor of Pamela. To which is added A brief history of the treatment which the editor has met with from certain booksellers and printers in Dublin, Volume 3 |
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Pagina 1
... BYRON , To Mifs LUCY SELBY , S Saturday , March 18 . ELF , my dear Lucy , is a very wicked thing ; a fanctifier , if ... Lady L. and Mifs Grandifon , for endeavouring to pass me off to good Dr. Bartlett in the light I had no title to ...
... BYRON , To Mifs LUCY SELBY , S Saturday , March 18 . ELF , my dear Lucy , is a very wicked thing ; a fanctifier , if ... Lady L. and Mifs Grandifon , for endeavouring to pass me off to good Dr. Bartlett in the light I had no title to ...
Pagina 8
... Byron . And the threw her arms about me , and hugged me to her . Dear creature , faid fhe , you must be Lady Grandifon - Muft ! faid Mifs Grandifon : She hall . Who , Lucy , whether that may ever come to pafs , or not , would not , on ...
... Byron . And the threw her arms about me , and hugged me to her . Dear creature , faid fhe , you must be Lady Grandifon - Muft ! faid Mifs Grandifon : She hall . Who , Lucy , whether that may ever come to pafs , or not , would not , on ...
Pagina 15
... Byron , to think that the age is not entirely loft to a fenfe of virtue and ... lady what I fee in her : A mind great and noble : A fin- cerity beyond that ... Byron to you , my good Dr. Bartlett , who admire her as much as I do . Do you ...
... Byron , to think that the age is not entirely loft to a fenfe of virtue and ... lady what I fee in her : A mind great and noble : A fin- cerity beyond that ... Byron to you , my good Dr. Bartlett , who admire her as much as I do . Do you ...
Pagina 27
... BYRON , To Miss SELBY . Colnebrooke , Sunday Evening . OOR Emily ! her heart is almoft broken . This ignoble paffion , what a mean - fpirited creature had it like to have made me ! -Be quiet , be quiet , Lucy ! -- I will call it ignoble ...
... BYRON , To Miss SELBY . Colnebrooke , Sunday Evening . OOR Emily ! her heart is almoft broken . This ignoble paffion , what a mean - fpirited creature had it like to have made me ! -Be quiet , be quiet , Lucy ! -- I will call it ignoble ...
Pagina 33
... Byron and Mifs Jervois , faid fhe , are gone out together in the chariot . Major . Nay , madam- Capt . Upon my falvation this must not pass - And he fwaggered about the room . Mrs ... Lady L. had been making a vifit in the chariot ; and it ...
... Byron and Mifs Jervois , faid fhe , are gone out together in the chariot . Major . Nay , madam- Capt . Upon my falvation this must not pass - And he fwaggered about the room . Mrs ... Lady L. had been making a vifit in the chariot ; and it ...
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The History of Sir Charles Grandison, in a Series of Letters Publ. by the ... Samuel Richardson Geen voorbeeld beschikbaar - 2016 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 357 - Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Pagina 223 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Pagina 357 - Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.