The Merchant's Daughter, Band 1R. Bentley, 1836 |
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admiration Aggenthorpe answer Ashton asked Atherton Atherton Hall baronet beauty believe blessing brow burker calm cheek Chesil Beach child Cleveland cold considered dare dear dear father Dorset Street doubt earl ellon Emma exclaimed Fairport fancied father favour fear feel felt Florence Lyle folly gaze gentle glance hand happy hear heard heart honour hope Hulton Julia knew lady laugh light lips lofty look Lord Clanellon Lord Dunrayne lordship Lyle's manner mean ment merchant MERCHANT'S DAUGHTER mind Miss Lyle morning ness never noble pain pity pleasure poor pride racter remarked rence replied Florence replied Gordon rich Robert Lyle Robert Wilkins Sawyer scarcely Sibthorp silence Sir Charles smile speak spirit spoke suffering taste tears tell thank things thought tion tone trembling turned viscount voice Walter Gordon Walton wealth Weymouth whilst wish words young
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Seite 188 - Yet the extravagance of the hero's lyrics is perhaps too unlicensed for English poetry. IBLA, I love thee. On my heavy eye Thine flashes, like the lightning on the cloud. I cannot paint thy beauty ; for it leaves All picturing pale. Were I to say the moon Looks in her midnight glory like thy brow, Where is the wild, sweet sparkling of thine eye ? Or that the palm is like thy stately form, Where is thy grace among its waving boughs...
Seite 298 - There are hopes, the bloom of whose beauty would be spoiled by the trammels of description ; too lovely, too delicate, too sacred for words, they should only be known through the sympathy of hearts.
Seite 290 - She looked down to blush, and she looked up to sigh, With a smile on her lip, and a tear in her eye.
Seite 52 - My heart it said nay, I look'd for Jamie back, But the wind it blew high, and the ship it was a wrack; The ship it was a wrack, why didna Jenny die, And why do I live to say, waes me ? My father argued sair, tho' my mither didna speak, She look'd in my face till my heart was like to break ; So they gi'ed him my hand, tho' my heart was in the sea, And auld Robin Gray is gudeman to me.
Seite 124 - Tis true, you find Some Friends so kind, Who will give you good Counsel themselves to defend. In sorrowful Ditty, They promise, they pity, But shift you for Money, from Friend to Friend.
Seite 171 - You are not mistaken, my dear fellow, as to your facts,' he once remarked in his kindliest way to a young writer, ' but don't hurt people need lessly with that strong pen of yours. When you come to be as old as I am, you will be sorry to remember that you have been guilty of needless cruelty to any one.