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Strona 100
... appeared to have been congregated there . Her retinue of fol- lowers and flatterers seemed more numerous and fatiguing than ever before . The pon- derous briskness of old Lord Dumbledore , who propounded analogies between the herds of ...
... appeared to have been congregated there . Her retinue of fol- lowers and flatterers seemed more numerous and fatiguing than ever before . The pon- derous briskness of old Lord Dumbledore , who propounded analogies between the herds of ...
Strona 132
... appeared to be- although she felt they could not be - faithful recollections of what he had instilled into her . Truths and conclusive reasonings to which she had assented in the morning , she trembled to think upon at night . She felt ...
... appeared to be- although she felt they could not be - faithful recollections of what he had instilled into her . Truths and conclusive reasonings to which she had assented in the morning , she trembled to think upon at night . She felt ...
Strona 133
... appeared its successor . But when , each morning , they met again , and he bound her in his embrace and kissed away the tears , she forgot the misery of her night thoughts , and her heart bounded with the present joy . This could not ...
... appeared its successor . But when , each morning , they met again , and he bound her in his embrace and kissed away the tears , she forgot the misery of her night thoughts , and her heart bounded with the present joy . This could not ...
Strona 170
... appearance in what he termed " public , " had remained in the room and received the ladies ; and he had drawn Lady ... appeared to render it , in Irish phrase , still more inter- minable . Colonel Grey , in early life , had mingled in ...
... appearance in what he termed " public , " had remained in the room and received the ladies ; and he had drawn Lady ... appeared to render it , in Irish phrase , still more inter- minable . Colonel Grey , in early life , had mingled in ...
Strona 173
... appeared in no less formidable guise than a sudden charge of in- gratitude towards the Marquess of Byborough , towards one who had but so recently proved himself the liberal benefactor of the colonel's nephew . Now , of all crimes of ...
... appeared in no less formidable guise than a sudden charge of in- gratitude towards the Marquess of Byborough , towards one who had but so recently proved himself the liberal benefactor of the colonel's nephew . Now , of all crimes of ...
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Alice Windermere answered Albert Grey Auget Smith Auget baronet beautiful brother Castle cedar parlour Colonel Grey conceal confess considered Constance Grey continued cottage countenance cousin cried daughter dear delightful dermere doubt dream Dutch turnips duty Emily Auget endeavouring excited exclaimed favour favourite fear feelings felt gentle Grey's hand happiness Haye heard heart Henry Moly Henry Molyneux honour hope hour interest JAMES MOYES Lady Windermere ladyship laughing lips look Lord Byborough Lord Dumbledore Lord John Huron Lord Percy Huron lordship madam marquess Mary Jennings ment mind Miss Auget Miss Grey Miss Windermere morning neux never noble observed painful paused Pennersley perceived perhaps poodle Ralph Jennings rejoined replied Albert Grey replied Constance replied Lord Percy resumed Retreat rience scarcely seat secret silence sister smile speak spirit stance taste thing thought tion to-day tone voice whilst Windermere's Windersleigh Abbey words young farmer
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Strona 200 - O, that the slave had forty thousand lives ! One is too poor, too weak for my revenge. Now do I see 'tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
Strona 145 - The dawn is overcast, the morning lowers And heavily in clouds brings on the day The great, th' important day
Strona 138 - Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face And from the forlorn world his visage hide, Stealing unseen to west with this disgrace. Even so my sun one early morn did shine With all-triumphant splendour on my brow; But out, alack!
Strona 279 - But then I sigh, and with a piece of Scripture, Tell them — that God bids us do good for evil ; And thus I clothe my naked villany With old odd ends, stolen forth of holy writ ; And seem a saint, when most I play the devil.
Strona 17 - O curse of marriage, That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites ! I had rather be a toad, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, Than keep a corner in the thing I love For others
Strona 196 - ... or wood so green, Unheard, unsought for, or unseen, A thousand pleasures do me bless, And crown my soul with happiness. All my joys besides are folly, None so sweet as melancholy.
Strona 45 - Her serious sayings darken'd to sublimity; In short, in all things she was fairly what I call A prodigy — her morning dress was dimity, Her evening silk, or, in the summer, muslin, And other stuffs, with which I won't stay puzzling. XIII She knew the Latin — that is, 'the Lord's prayer...
Strona 159 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Strona 138 - I'll read, his for his love." XXXIII. Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy ; Anon permit the basest clouds to ride With ugly rack on his celestial face...
Strona 43 - In giving me a spotless offering To young Amintor's bed, as we are now For you. Pardon, Evadne; 'would my worth Were great as yours, or that the king, or he, Or both, thought so! Perhaps he found me worthless: But, till he did so, in these ears of mine, These credulous ears, he pour'd the sweetest words That art or love could frame.