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 3
... Dear Mifs Grandifon , don't give me caufe for felf - reproach . I will not , par- take of your acknowleged fault . She read a line or two ; and then faid , Shall I read farther , Harriet ? The very next word is your name . I will- No ...
... Dear Mifs Grandifon , don't give me caufe for felf - reproach . I will not , par- take of your acknowleged fault . She read a line or two ; and then faid , Shall I read farther , Harriet ? The very next word is your name . I will- No ...
Pagina 5
... Dear creature , if you love me , replace the letter ; and do not feek to make me mean in my own eyes . How you reflect upon me , Harriet ! -But let me afk you , Are you willing , as a third fifter , to take Emily into your guardianship ...
... Dear creature , if you love me , replace the letter ; and do not feek to make me mean in my own eyes . How you reflect upon me , Harriet ! -But let me afk you , Are you willing , as a third fifter , to take Emily into your guardianship ...
Pagina 6
... Dear creature ! you are angry with me : But how that pride becomes you ! There is a dignity in it that awes me . O Harriet ! how infinitely does it become the only woman in the world , that is worthy of the best man in it ! Only fay ...
... Dear creature ! you are angry with me : But how that pride becomes you ! There is a dignity in it that awes me . O Harriet ! how infinitely does it become the only woman in the world , that is worthy of the best man in it ! Only fay ...
Pagina 8
... 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 reflexion ( thus approved by both fifters ) rejoice that the ...
... 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 reflexion ( thus approved by both fifters ) rejoice that the ...
Pagina 10
... dear friend , fhall I find time for my . felf ? Pray make my compliments to my Lord L. and to my three fifters ; and tell them from me , that when I have the happiness of being in their company , then it is that I think I give time to ...
... dear friend , fhall I find time for my . felf ? Pray make my compliments to my Lord L. and to my three fifters ; and tell them from me , that when I have the happiness of being in their company , then it is that I think I give time to ...
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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.