Ellen Glanville, Volume 1E.L. Carey and A. Hart, 1838 |
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... Dalrymple , in his thin wiry voice . " Was it on the rail - road question ? " " On the rail - road question ! " interrupted Edward Glan- ville ; " my dear fellow , it is only you who can be brilliant upon the rail - road question ; aud ...
... Dalrymple , in his thin wiry voice . " Was it on the rail - road question ? " " On the rail - road question ! " interrupted Edward Glan- ville ; " my dear fellow , it is only you who can be brilliant upon the rail - road question ; aud ...
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... Dalrymple , if he wondered at her choice of one whom he considered without exception as the most tiresome young man that he had ever admitted to his dinner - table , he was satisfied that Elizabeth must be the best judge , as to whether ...
... Dalrymple , if he wondered at her choice of one whom he considered without exception as the most tiresome young man that he had ever admitted to his dinner - table , he was satisfied that Elizabeth must be the best judge , as to whether ...
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... Dalrymple's name at the head of a list of visits , and every day had found or made some fresh excuse for deferring the evil hour . She now hastily expressed her contrition , and her intention of going the next morning ; and again ...
... Dalrymple's name at the head of a list of visits , and every day had found or made some fresh excuse for deferring the evil hour . She now hastily expressed her contrition , and her intention of going the next morning ; and again ...
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... Dalrymple was , at that very moment , fretting up and down Elizabeth's drawing - room , in a positive fever of offended dignity . A note had arrived from her mother , full of congratulations upon an event , of which she naturally ...
... Dalrymple was , at that very moment , fretting up and down Elizabeth's drawing - room , in a positive fever of offended dignity . A note had arrived from her mother , full of congratulations upon an event , of which she naturally ...
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... Dalrymple tells us that he hears at Boodle's- " " If you are going to repeat to me any ill - natured reports about Edward , spare me , Elizabeth ! " interrupted Ellen , with a spirit she always showed when he was attacked ; " though as ...
... Dalrymple tells us that he hears at Boodle's- " " If you are going to repeat to me any ill - natured reports about Edward , spare me , Elizabeth ! " interrupted Ellen , with a spirit she always showed when he was attacked ; " though as ...
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Page 176 - Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last ; One speaks the glory of the British queen, And one describes a charming Indian screen ; A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes ; At every word a reputation dies.
Page 160 - That something still which prompts th' eternal sigh, For which we bear to live, or dare to die ; Which still so near us, yet beyond us lies, O'erlook'd, seen double, by the fool and wise.
Page 38 - Women born to be controlled, Stoop to the forward and the bold, says Waller — and Lovelace too!
Page 122 - Tis yours, unmoved, to sever and to meet ; No pledge is sacred, and no home is sweet ! Who that would ask a heart to dulness wed, The waveless calm, the slumber of the dead ? No ; the wild bliss of Nature needs alloy, And Fear and Sorrow fan the fire of Joy...