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Pagina 31
... dear ! travelling all night is words , to try and cajole her into docility . not good for the spirits . How is Mr. Pres- But it was so much labor lost . Cynthia ton ? " had already received a letter from Mr. Hen- derson before she came ...
... dear ! travelling all night is words , to try and cajole her into docility . not good for the spirits . How is Mr. Pres- But it was so much labor lost . Cynthia ton ? " had already received a letter from Mr. Hen- derson before she came ...
Pagina 32
... dear ; but don't you think you had better put on that pretty Lilac silk ? " " I shall not vary a thread or a shred from what I have got on now . " " You dear wilful creature ! you know you always look lovely in whatever you put on ...
... dear ; but don't you think you had better put on that pretty Lilac silk ? " " I shall not vary a thread or a shred from what I have got on now . " " You dear wilful creature ! you know you always look lovely in whatever you put on ...
Pagina 37
... dear Lady Harriet - how kind of think you would have been so fond of her , you ! Ah , yes , I see this poor unfortunate if she had opposed you , and said ' No , ' child has been telling you of her ill - luck ; when you wished her to say ...
... dear Lady Harriet - how kind of think you would have been so fond of her , you ! Ah , yes , I see this poor unfortunate if she had opposed you , and said ' No , ' child has been telling you of her ill - luck ; when you wished her to say ...
Pagina 39
... dear , " said she , " and I hope will she take good care of you . If not , come and complain of her to me . " It was as near an approach to a joke as Lady Cumnor ever perpetrated , and from it Lady Harriet knew that her mother was ...
... dear , " said she , " and I hope will she take good care of you . If not , come and complain of her to me . " It was as near an approach to a joke as Lady Cumnor ever perpetrated , and from it Lady Harriet knew that her mother was ...
Pagina 43
... Dear Cynthia , when I think of her , I do assure you , Molly , I make it my nightly prayer that I may be able to find you just such another husband . And all this time you have never told me who you met at the Towers ? " Molly ran over ...
... Dear Cynthia , when I think of her , I do assure you , Molly , I make it my nightly prayer that I may be able to find you just such another husband . And all this time you have never told me who you met at the Towers ? " Molly ran over ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 248 - When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die: ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave, Then go — but go alone the while — Then view St. David's ruin'd pile ; And, home returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Pagina 247 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Pagina 248 - When the broken arches are black in night, And each shafted oriel glimmers white; When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die...
Pagina 408 - For honour travels in a strait so narrow, Where one but goes abreast. Keep then the path ; For emulation hath a thousand sons, That one by one pursue ; if you give way, Or hedge aside from the direct forthright, Like to an entered tide, they all rush by, And leave you hindmost.
Pagina 169 - For the writings of these Mystics acted in no slight degree to prevent my mind from being imprisoned within the outline of any single dogmatic system. They contributed to keep alive the heart in the head; gave me an indistinct, yet stirring and working presentiment, that all the products of the mere reflective faculty partook of death...
Pagina 242 - Their number last he sums. And now his heart Distends with pride, and hardening in his strength...
Pagina 164 - Or throne of corses which his sword hath slain ? Greatness and goodness are not means but ends ! Hath he not always treasures, always friends, The good great man ? Three treasures,- love and light, And calm thoughts regular as infant's breath : And three firm friends, more sure than day and night, Himself, his Maker, and the angel Death.
Pagina 89 - The preacher then launched into his subject, like an eagle dallying with the wind. The sermon was upon peace and war; upon church and state — not their alliance but their separation — on the spirit of the world and the spirit of Christianity, not as the same, but as opposed to one another. He talked of those who had 'inscribed the cross of Christ on banners dripping with human gore.
Pagina 79 - Listen to the wond'rous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy ; " Glory in the highest, glory ! Glory be to God most high...
Pagina 167 - Our observation employed either about external sensible objects, or about the internal operations of our minds, perceived and reflected on by ourselves, is that which supplies our understandings with all the materials of thinking. These two are the fountains of knowledge from whence all the ideas we have or can naturally have do spring.