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Strona 33
... meet them . He was a young man , clothed in a suit of black . He was tall and graceful in person , but of a slight frame and pallid com- plexion ; yet the paleness was that of the stu- dent , not of the invalid : the quick step , and ...
... meet them . He was a young man , clothed in a suit of black . He was tall and graceful in person , but of a slight frame and pallid com- plexion ; yet the paleness was that of the stu- dent , not of the invalid : the quick step , and ...
Strona 49
... meet . " " Yes , " resumed he , musing ; " it is the contrast , and yet the attraction , between the potency of ratiocinativeness and the inanity of empty nothingness ! " " Oh , how beautiful ! how very beautiful ! ' whispered Emily ...
... meet . " " Yes , " resumed he , musing ; " it is the contrast , and yet the attraction , between the potency of ratiocinativeness and the inanity of empty nothingness ! " " Oh , how beautiful ! how very beautiful ! ' whispered Emily ...
Strona 73
... . His heart had spoken , and had spoken inopportunely . They might not again meet on former terms . Miss Windermere had discovered that he loved . VOL . I. E The nature , the purity , the humility of that THE MAN WITHOUT SOUL . 73.
... . His heart had spoken , and had spoken inopportunely . They might not again meet on former terms . Miss Windermere had discovered that he loved . VOL . I. E The nature , the purity , the humility of that THE MAN WITHOUT SOUL . 73.
Strona 100
... meet , 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 ...
... meet , 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 ...
Strona 114
... meet no more : I will not again , for the happiness of eternity , cause you one moment's pain ! " Alice Windermere remained silent , and he stood motionless by her side ; but , after a pause , that to him seemed endless , she gently ...
... meet no more : I will not again , for the happiness of eternity , cause you one moment's pain ! " Alice Windermere remained silent , and he stood motionless by her side ; but , after a pause , that to him seemed endless , she gently ...
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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.