Vassall Morton: A NovelPhillips, Sampson, 1856 - 414 Seiten |
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... feelings . " Are you ready to go , Mr. Jacobs ? " said Dr. Steele . " If you please , sir , we will now take our departure ; gathering the four volumes of Macknight on the Epistles under his arm ; - " Good morning , Mr. Stillingfleet ...
... feelings . " Are you ready to go , Mr. Jacobs ? " said Dr. Steele . " If you please , sir , we will now take our departure ; gathering the four volumes of Macknight on the Epistles under his arm ; - " Good morning , Mr. Stillingfleet ...
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... feeling was no more like this than a draught from a clear spring is like a draught of spiced wine . " That night he fully expected to be haunted by a vision of Fanny Euston ; but his slumbers were unromantically dream- less . Three days ...
... feeling was no more like this than a draught from a clear spring is like a draught of spiced wine . " That night he fully expected to be haunted by a vision of Fanny Euston ; but his slumbers were unromantically dream- less . Three days ...
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... feelings to which , perhaps , she had never given utter- ance before . Yet his own mind was any thing but tranquil . Something more than admiration was stirring within him . He felt impelled to explore farther the proud spirit which had ...
... feelings to which , perhaps , she had never given utter- ance before . Yet his own mind was any thing but tranquil . Something more than admiration was stirring within him . He felt impelled to explore farther the proud spirit which had ...
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... feeling ; but no one yet ever dreamed of branding her as a philosopher . But why did you think me so very critical ? I am hardly old enough yet to make an Iago or a Rochefoucault . " " And yet you used always to have some saying of ...
... feeling ; but no one yet ever dreamed of branding her as a philosopher . But why did you think me so very critical ? I am hardly old enough yet to make an Iago or a Rochefoucault . " " And yet you used always to have some saying of ...
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... feeling and earnest thought ; but , out of reserve , or Heaven knows what , she will express it to nobody but one or two intimate companions . She tantalizes the rest with a bantering word ; and sometimes , when she is most in earnest ...
... feeling and earnest thought ; but , out of reserve , or Heaven knows what , she will express it to nobody but one or two intimate companions . She tantalizes the rest with a bantering word ; and sometimes , when she is most in earnest ...
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acquaintance afternoon Ashland asked Austria Baden battle of Wagram began better Boston Buckland CHAPTER Charles Augustus Murray clouds colonel companion Cymbeline death door earnest Edith Leslie escape face fancy Fanny Euston father feeling followed gave grown backward half hand head hear heard heart Henry Speyer hope Horace Vinal horse hour Jacob journey knew lady Lake of Como Le Misanthrope learned leave lips live Matherton mean Meredith mind Miss Euston Miss Leslie morning Morton looked Morton turned mountains nature never night octavo once pace passed person Primrose prison replied rest returned Richards rocks rose Rosny seated seemed seen servant side smile soon speak spirit stood Stubb table d'hôte tell there's thing thought took Vassall Morton walked Wentworth window wish women words young
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Seite 135 - Twere now to be most happy, for I fear My soul hath her content so absolute That not another comfort like to this Succeeds in unknown fate.
Seite 349 - I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano ; A stage, where every man must play a part, And mine a sad one.
Seite 317 - We twain have met like ships upon the sea, Who hold an hour's converse, so short, so sweet ; • One little hour ! and then, away they speed On lonely paths, through mist, and cloud, and foam, To meet no more.
Seite 367 - Nought's had, all's spent, Where our desire is got without content : 'Tis safer to be that which we destroy Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
Seite 62 - But when he came, though pale and wan, He looked so great and high, So noble was his manly front, So calm his steadfast eye ; — The rabble rout forbore to shout, And each man held his breath, For well they knew the hero's soul Was face to face with death.
Seite 22 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Seite 60 - I'll never love thee more. Like Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone, My thoughts shall evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, That puts it not unto the touch, To win or lose it all.
Seite 393 - Let the great gods, That keep this dreadful pother o'er our heads, Find out their enemies now.
Seite 62 - God ! that ghastly gibbet ! how dismal 'tis to see The great, tall, spectral skeleton, the ladder and the tree ! Hark ! hark ! it is the clash of arms, the bells begin to toll — He is coming ! he is coming ! God's mercy on his soul...
Seite 61 - I'll serve thee in such noble ways Was never heard before ; I'll crown and deck thee all with bays, And love thee evermore.