Ernest Maltravers Or The Eleusinia, Tom 8Saunders and Otley, ... Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, ... Bell and Bradfute, Edinburgh; and J. Cumming, Dublin., 1844 - 477 |
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... , there is a gusto in our paintings which atones for their exaggeration . As we grow older we observe less , we reflect more ; and , like Frank- enstein , we dissect in order to create . * The second novel of the present day , which.
... , there is a gusto in our paintings which atones for their exaggeration . As we grow older we observe less , we reflect more ; and , like Frank- enstein , we dissect in order to create . * The second novel of the present day , which.
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... less , in its small and childlike features , but the expression pained you - it was so vacant . In repose it was almost the expression of an idiot — but when she spoke , or smiled , or even moved a muscle , the eyes , colour , lips ...
... less , in its small and childlike features , but the expression pained you - it was so vacant . In repose it was almost the expression of an idiot — but when she spoke , or smiled , or even moved a muscle , the eyes , colour , lips ...
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... less handsome , he would have been equally grateful ; and her dress , and youth , and condition , would equally have compelled him to select the hour of dusk for an interview . He arrived at the spot . The winter night had already ...
... less handsome , he would have been equally grateful ; and her dress , and youth , and condition , would equally have compelled him to select the hour of dusk for an interview . He arrived at the spot . The winter night had already ...
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... less rustic fashion ; and Alice's redundant tresses were now carefully arranged into orderly and glossy curls , and even the texture was no longer the same ; and happiness and health bloomed on her downy cheeks , and smiled from the ...
... less rustic fashion ; and Alice's redundant tresses were now carefully arranged into orderly and glossy curls , and even the texture was no longer the same ; and happiness and health bloomed on her downy cheeks , and smiled from the ...
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... less simply and no less guilelessly : and the candour some- times completely blinded and misled him . No , she could not be in love , or she could not so frankly own that she loved him — it was a sisterly and grateful sentiment . " The ...
... less simply and no less guilelessly : and the candour some- times completely blinded and misled him . No , she could not be in love , or she could not so frankly own that she loved him — it was a sisterly and grateful sentiment . " The ...
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