The busy-bodies, by the authors of 'The odd volume'.1827 |
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... called upon to assent to the law laid down . " I am sure , Ellinor , " continued the baronet , " I am sure you must allow that there is room enough here to contain my book - case . Look how nicely it would stand in this recess ; and it ...
... called upon to assent to the law laid down . " I am sure , Ellinor , " continued the baronet , " I am sure you must allow that there is room enough here to contain my book - case . Look how nicely it would stand in this recess ; and it ...
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... thoughtless raillery produced . Happily , however , at that moment , she was standing before the mirror in the drawing- room , admiring the fine complexion which the pure evening breeze had called into her cheek , THE BUSY - BODIES . 59.
... thoughtless raillery produced . Happily , however , at that moment , she was standing before the mirror in the drawing- room , admiring the fine complexion which the pure evening breeze had called into her cheek , THE BUSY - BODIES . 59.
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M. Corbett. the pure evening breeze had called into her cheek , and consequently too much occupied to pay any attention to her brother's un- usual silence ; and as to Catherine , she was so much accustomed to regard Charles as a brother ...
M. Corbett. the pure evening breeze had called into her cheek , and consequently too much occupied to pay any attention to her brother's un- usual silence ; and as to Catherine , she was so much accustomed to regard Charles as a brother ...
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... called her back , to say that she could not go . Vexed to be disappointed of her walk with Spen- cer , for she could not go without Cathe- rine , she turned hastily , and asked the rea- son of her refusal ; but the only answer she could ...
... called her back , to say that she could not go . Vexed to be disappointed of her walk with Spen- cer , for she could not go without Cathe- rine , she turned hastily , and asked the rea- son of her refusal ; but the only answer she could ...
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... called her back . “ Are you sure you put the laces in water ? I can't think how you managed such a stupid trick . " 46 Oh , mamma , " said Ellinor impatient- ly , angry at these interruptions , " it can't be helped now , and scolding ...
... called her back . “ Are you sure you put the laces in water ? I can't think how you managed such a stupid trick . " 46 Oh , mamma , " said Ellinor impatient- ly , angry at these interruptions , " it can't be helped now , and scolding ...
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admiration allow amuse appear Ashley asked aunt Catherine backgammon Baronet beautiful believe better Captain Spencer carriage Cathe Catherine's certainly Charles Clara cousin cried dare say dear dinner door drawing-room dress Duddingstone Edinburgh entered exclaimed eyes fear feel gentleman girl give Granton happy hear heard Hope Street hour humour inquire John Purdie Lady Lennox ladyship laughing leave linor look loughby ma'am Major Willoughby mamma marry Martha ment Miss Barton Miss Dundas Miss Kennedy Miss Lennox Miss Macdonald Miss Stevens morning never papa party pray pretty rejoined replied Catherine replied Ellinor replied Miss rine sands Scotland seated Sefton Sir Pelham Sir Thomas Smellarat smile soon stairs suppose sure tell therine thing thought tion to-day told tureen turned wait walk wife William Willough window wish woman wonder word
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Página 168 - FRIEND after friend departs : Who hath not lost a friend? There is no union here of hearts That finds not here an end: Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying, none were blest.
Página 78 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blush'd at the praise of their own loveliness; And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts, and choking sighs Which ne'er might be repeated...
Página 10 - I LOVED thee once; I'll love no more, — Thine be the grief as is the blame; Thou art not what thou wast before, What reason I should be the same? He that can love unloved again, Hath better store of love than brain: God send me love my debts to pay, While unthrifts fool their love away!
Página 83 - How sweet the answer Echo makes To music at night, When, roused by lute or horn, she wakes, And far away, o'er lawns and lakes, Goes answering light. Yet Love hath echoes truer far, And far more sweet, Than e'er beneath the moonlight's star, Of horn or lute, or soft guitar, The songs repeat. 'Tis when the sigh, in youth sincere, And only then, — The sigh that's breath'd for one to hear, Is by that one, that only dear, Breathed back again ! OH BANQUET NOT.
Página 258 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be...
Página 268 - Sweet kerchief, checked with heavenly blue, Which once my love sat knotting in ! — Alas! Matilda then was true! At least I thought so at the U — ,0 — niversity of Gottingen — — niversity of Gottingen.
Página 176 - Lose not time to contradict her, Nor endeavour to convict her. Never take it in your thought, That she'll own, or cure a fault. Into contradiction warm her, Then, perhaps, you may reform...
Página 27 - E'en now, how dearly do I feel there may ! But what of them ? they are not made for me — The hasty flashes of contending steel Must serve instead of glances from my love, And for soft breathing sighs the cannon's roar.
Página 176 - Oh, cease to weep ! this storm will yet decay, And the sad clouds of sorrow melt away : While through the rugged path of life we go, All mortals taste the bitter draught of woe.
Página 209 - I cannot talk with civet in the room, A fine puss gentleman that's all perfume ; The sight's enough — no need to smell a beau — Who thrusts his nose into a rareeshow?