The history of sir Charles Grandison, in a series of letters publ. by the editor of Pamela. To which is added A brief history of the treatment which the editor has met with from certain booksellers and printers in Dublin, Band 3 |
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... myself obliged to the two fifters , and my Lord , that they endeavoured to throw a blind over the eyes of good Dr. Bartlett : When the right measure , I now think , would have been , not to have endeavoured to obtain lights from him ...
... myself obliged to the two fifters , and my Lord , that they endeavoured to throw a blind over the eyes of good Dr. Bartlett : When the right measure , I now think , would have been , not to have endeavoured to obtain lights from him ...
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... myself ) did you not hint that you came at it by means not ho neft ? -Take it again ; I will not partake of your fault . But , cruel Charlotte ! how could you tempt me fo ? And I laid it on a chair . Read the first paragraph , Harriet ...
... myself ) did you not hint that you came at it by means not ho neft ? -Take it again ; I will not partake of your fault . But , cruel Charlotte ! how could you tempt me fo ? And I laid it on a chair . Read the first paragraph , Harriet ...
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... myself . Why , Harriet , here is one paffage , the contents of which you must be acquainted with in a very little while- I will not be tempted , Mifs Grandifon . I will stay till it is communicated to me , be it what it will . But you ...
... myself . Why , Harriet , here is one paffage , the contents of which you must be acquainted with in a very little while- I will not be tempted , Mifs Grandifon . I will stay till it is communicated to me , be it what it will . But you ...
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... myself . Such praifes did I never hear of woman ! -Oh , Harriet ! Such praises- Praifes , Charlotte ! -From your brother ? - this curiofity ! the first fault of our first parent ! But I will not be tempted . If you provoke me to ask ...
... myself . Such praifes did I never hear of woman ! -Oh , Harriet ! Such praises- Praifes , Charlotte ! -From your brother ? - this curiofity ! the first fault of our first parent ! But I will not be tempted . If you provoke me to ask ...
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... myself of the consciousness of having merited well , whatever may be my lot - Excufe me , madam . I went to the door , and was opening it - when fhe ran to me - Dear creature ! you are angry with me : But how that pride becomes you ...
... myself of the consciousness of having merited well , whatever may be my lot - Excufe me , madam . I went to the door , and was opening it - when fhe ran to me - Dear creature ! you are angry with me : But how that pride becomes you ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 357 - Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Seite 223 - But let concealment, like a worm i' the bud, Feed on her damask cheek: she pin'd in thought, And with a green and yellow melancholy, She sat like Patience on a monument, Smiling at grief.
Seite 357 - Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.