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Pagina 58
... from him . I recollect , as I passed by one of the pier - glasses , that I saw in it his clenched hand offered in wrath to his forehead : the words , indifference , by his soul , next to hatred , I heard 58 Clarissa .
... from him . I recollect , as I passed by one of the pier - glasses , that I saw in it his clenched hand offered in wrath to his forehead : the words , indifference , by his soul , next to hatred , I heard 58 Clarissa .
Pagina 59
Samuel Richardson Enaeas Sweetland Dallas. by his soul , next to hatred , I heard him speak and some- thing of ice he mentioned : I heard not what .. Whether he intends to write to my Lord , or to Miss Montague , I cannot tell . But as ...
Samuel Richardson Enaeas Sweetland Dallas. by his soul , next to hatred , I heard him speak and some- thing of ice he mentioned : I heard not what .. Whether he intends to write to my Lord , or to Miss Montague , I cannot tell . But as ...
Pagina 60
... soul , Belford , her haughtiness shall be brought down to own both love and obligation to me . Nor will this sketch of settlements bring us forwarder than I would have it . Modesty of sex will stand my friend at any time . At the very ...
... soul , Belford , her haughtiness shall be brought down to own both love and obligation to me . Nor will this sketch of settlements bring us forwarder than I would have it . Modesty of sex will stand my friend at any time . At the very ...
Pagina 71
... souls they can only curse . I am said , to doubt her love - Have I not reason ? And she , to doubt my ardour . - Ardour , Jack ! Why , ' tis very right - Women , as Miss Howe says , and as every rake knows , love ardours ! She apprises ...
... souls they can only curse . I am said , to doubt her love - Have I not reason ? And she , to doubt my ardour . - Ardour , Jack ! Why , ' tis very right - Women , as Miss Howe says , and as every rake knows , love ardours ! She apprises ...
Pagina 79
... soul you must not . Must not , sir ? But I must . You can curse your maid in my absence , as well as if I were present — except— except you intend for me , what you direct to her . Do not make me desperate , madam . Permit me to say ...
... soul you must not . Must not , sir ? But I must . You can curse your maid in my absence , as well as if I were present — except— except you intend for me , what you direct to her . Do not make me desperate , madam . Permit me to say ...
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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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