Varieties in woman, a novel1819 |
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... tion is indeed incomplete ; I must have failed miserably in the end which I had always in view . Of late years , my son , you have been my friend , my confidential friend , -in many instances my adviser , in dis- tress , always my ...
... tion is indeed incomplete ; I must have failed miserably in the end which I had always in view . Of late years , my son , you have been my friend , my confidential friend , -in many instances my adviser , in dis- tress , always my ...
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... tion , and ensure the attention of the crowd ; whilst their hearts are lured ---- - to throb at applauses bestowed by our sex ; whilst they are taught to abjure the blush of modesty , and to substitute for it the flush of vanity , to ...
... tion , and ensure the attention of the crowd ; whilst their hearts are lured ---- - to throb at applauses bestowed by our sex ; whilst they are taught to abjure the blush of modesty , and to substitute for it the flush of vanity , to ...
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... tion . His conscience reproached him , that he had suffered his better facul- ties to slumber , whilst his mind had been enveloped in a mist of vain and sinful regret . The selfishness of his 1 grief , for the first time , distinctly ...
... tion . His conscience reproached him , that he had suffered his better facul- ties to slumber , whilst his mind had been enveloped in a mist of vain and sinful regret . The selfishness of his 1 grief , for the first time , distinctly ...
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... tion or caprice prompted . She arrived . He assisted her out of the carriage . " My daughter ! -Sir Albert Be- verley ! " Albert could not entirely repress a smile . In place of the blooming little fairy , the docile pupil , the gay and ...
... tion or caprice prompted . She arrived . He assisted her out of the carriage . " My daughter ! -Sir Albert Be- verley ! " Albert could not entirely repress a smile . In place of the blooming little fairy , the docile pupil , the gay and ...
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... tion of the most exquisite art . Then there is something so classic about her , a genius , that seems palpable in every attitude , -in every motion . Above all , I admire her for her ex- traordinary openness , -her transpa- rency of ...
... tion of the most exquisite art . Then there is something so classic about her , a genius , that seems palpable in every attitude , -in every motion . Above all , I admire her for her ex- traordinary openness , -her transpa- rency of ...
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admiration affected ALBERT read Alcibiades amusement appeared Aspasia attracted beauty became believe Beverley Hall brilliant Canova Catherine Lockhart Catherine's certainly character Clair cold contemplation continually conviction cottage orné countenance curricle dæmon dare dear dear Ella death delightful desire Doctor Falconer Ella Grafton emotion endeavour endure engagement enjoy eternal existence expression eyes fancy feeling felicity felt forget friendship genius grace happiness Harley Harley's hart heart honour hope idea imagination impressed Italy Julia knew Lady Caroline Repton Lady Fanny Lambeth laugh letter longer looked Lord Lindor Lord Northbury manner ment mind mingford Miss Burlington Miss Emmingford Miss Grafton Miss Lockhart nature ness never North House occupied once passion perceived perhaps pleasure possess present racter recollection regret rendered replied returned scarcely seemed sentiments sighed sion Sir Albert Beverley smile society sometimes sorbed soul suffer talents thing thought tion vivacity whilst woman
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الصفحة 3 - Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair; Listen for dear honour's sake, Goddess of the silver lake, Listen and save! Listen, and appear to us, In name of great Oceanus. By the earthshaking Neptune's mace, And Tethys...
الصفحة 98 - To the pleasures which Mirth can afford, The revel, the laugh and the jeer ? Ah ! here is a plentiful board ! But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here.
الصفحة 29 - LESBIA hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth ; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at no one dreameth.
الصفحة 50 - Alas ! regardless of their doom The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day : Yet see how all around...
الصفحة 99 - Yet none have saluted and none have replied. Unto Sorrow ? The dead cannot grieve,— Not a sob, not a sigh meets mine ear, Which compassion itself could relieve; Ah, sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love, or fear,— Peace, Peace, is the watchword, the only one here.
الصفحة 1 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contained no tomb, — And glowing into day...
الصفحة 98 - ... and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty? ah, no ! — she forgets The charms which she wielded before — Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin which but yesterday fools could adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore. Shall we build to the purple of Pride — The trappings which dizen the proud? Alas ! they are all laid aside ; And here's neither dress nor adornment allow'd, But the long winding-sheet and the fringe of the...
الصفحة 52 - God loves from Whole to Parts: but human soul Must rise from Individual to the Whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre mov'd, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
الصفحة 16 - To fly at infinite, and reach it there, Where seraphs gather immortality, On life's fair tree, fast by the throne of God.
الصفحة 97 - In a dark narrow cave, and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty ? Ah no ! she forgets The charms which She wielded before ; Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin that but yesterday fools could adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore.