Ellen Glanville, Volume 1E.L. Carey and A. Hart, 1838 |
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... appearance in the world since her marriage ; a most satis- factory event to herself , to Ellen , and above all , to Edward Glanville - who passed much more of his time at home , now Elizabeth had ceased to be an inmate there . She was ...
... appearance in the world since her marriage ; a most satis- factory event to herself , to Ellen , and above all , to Edward Glanville - who passed much more of his time at home , now Elizabeth had ceased to be an inmate there . She was ...
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... appearance here to - night ; so very new , that nobody can tell her name ; and so very beautiful , that every body is asking for it . Now can you enlighten me ? " " If she cannot , Edward probably can , " interposed Eliza- beth : " I ...
... appearance here to - night ; so very new , that nobody can tell her name ; and so very beautiful , that every body is asking for it . Now can you enlighten me ? " " If she cannot , Edward probably can , " interposed Eliza- beth : " I ...
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... appearance the next morning in the drawing - room ; where the drained tea - pot , the silent urn , and the littered table - cloth , gave tacit , but feeling evidence , that the orthodox hour of breakfast was past . 66 " How wretchedly ...
... appearance the next morning in the drawing - room ; where the drained tea - pot , the silent urn , and the littered table - cloth , gave tacit , but feeling evidence , that the orthodox hour of breakfast was past . 66 " How wretchedly ...
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... appearance in the Lon- don world . Frederick would again be a constant visiter at their house . " Do not laugh at me , dearest Edward , " she wrote to her brother , " when I tell you that I am almost frightened at the thought of seeing ...
... appearance in the Lon- don world . Frederick would again be a constant visiter at their house . " Do not laugh at me , dearest Edward , " she wrote to her brother , " when I tell you that I am almost frightened at the thought of seeing ...
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... appearance of Charles Dalrymple , who was inflicting a dutiful visit upon poor Lord Mordaunt , when Elizabeth walked into the room , unaccompanied by her husband . " My dear Elizabeth , " said Ellen , " have you been down stairs with ...
... appearance of Charles Dalrymple , who was inflicting a dutiful visit upon poor Lord Mordaunt , when Elizabeth walked into the room , unaccompanied by her husband . " My dear Elizabeth , " said Ellen , " have you been down stairs with ...
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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.
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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...