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Pagina 219 - Till at the last, his time for fury found, He shoots with sudden vengeance from the ground ; The prostrate vulgar passes o'er and spares, But with a lordly rage his hunters tears.
Pagina 365 - You know my mother now and then argues very notably ; always very warmly at least. I happen often to differ from her ; and we both think so well of our own arguments, that we very seldom are so happy as to convince one another. A pretty common case, I believe, in all vehement debatings. She says, I am too witty ; Anglic^, too pert ; I, that she is too wise ; that is to say, being likewise put into English, not so young as she has been.
Pagina 184 - Love various minds does variously inspire; It stirs in gentle bosoms gentle fire. Like that of incense on the altar laid : But raging flames tempestuous souls invade; A fire which every windy passion blows, With pride it mounts, or with revenge it glows.
Pagina 94 - ... had to say lay in a very little compass. Surely you have nothing to do but to declare your will, and my will — but perhaps you may be talking of the preparations — let us have you soon down — your daughter in your hand, if worthy of the name.
Pagina ix - All the letters are written while the hearts of the writers must be supposed to be wholly engaged in their subjects (the events at the time generally dubious) : so that they abound not only with critical situations, but with what may be called instantaneous descriptions and reflections (proper to be brought home to the breast of the youthful reader) ; as also with affecting conversations, many of them written in the dialogue or dramatic way. " Much more lively and affecting...
Pagina 187 - The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage Brought my too diligent ear : for several virtues Have I liked several women ; never any With so full soul, but some defect in her Did quarrel with the noblest grace she owed, And put it to the foil : but you, O you, So perfect, and so peerless, are created Of every creature's best.
Pagina 295 - Black velvet, so fair as you are, with those charming eyes, gleaming through a wintry cloud, like an April sun! — Does not Lovelace tell you they are charming eyes? — How lovely will you appear to every one! — What! silent still, love? — But about your laces, Clary?
Pagina 254 - Why then, my dear, if you will have it, I think that with all his preponderating faults, I like him better than I ever thought I should like him ; and those faults considered, better perhaps than I ought to like him.
Pagina 42 - My father sat half aside in his elbow-chair, that his head might be turned from me ; his hands clasped, and waving, as it were, up and down ; his fingers, poor dear gentleman ! in motion, as if angry to the very ends of them. My sister sat swelling. My brother looked at me with scorn, having measured me, as I may say, with his eyes as I entered, from head to foot.
Pagina 182 - ... and madrigal. I must have a Cynthia, a Stella, a Sacharissa, as well as the best of them: darts and flames, and the devil knows what, must I give to my cupid. I must create beauty, and place it where nobody else could find it: and many a time have I been at a loss for a subject, when my new-created goddess has been kinder than it was proper for my plaintive sonnet that she should be.