Ellen Glanville, Volume 1E.L. Carey and A. Hart, 1838 |
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... manners in rural life , that has appeared since the Vicar of Wakefield . " By the way , it is more like the exquisite story of Goldsmith than any thing else : and after having been deluged with all manner of monstrosities , from the ...
... manners in rural life , that has appeared since the Vicar of Wakefield . " By the way , it is more like the exquisite story of Goldsmith than any thing else : and after having been deluged with all manner of monstrosities , from the ...
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... manner , that you see poor Edward is longing to hunt this morning , only he is shy about asking for a horse , and so on - you know the sort of thing . I will wait here till you come back . And kiss me , Ellen , before you go . You are a ...
... manner , that you see poor Edward is longing to hunt this morning , only he is shy about asking for a horse , and so on - you know the sort of thing . I will wait here till you come back . And kiss me , Ellen , before you go . You are a ...
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... manner more self - possessed . There was something almost contemptuous in the calmness with which she stood , while that pretty little Mrs. Howard overwhelmed me with apologies and flatteries . She is cer- tainly very beautiful , but ...
... manner more self - possessed . There was something almost contemptuous in the calmness with which she stood , while that pretty little Mrs. Howard overwhelmed me with apologies and flatteries . She is cer- tainly very beautiful , but ...
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... manner is not encourag- ing . " " I have known him so very long , so very intimately , " an- swered Ellen , slightly coloring , " I hardly know what effect it may have upon a stranger . I believe it may appear re- served , for I have ...
... manner is not encourag- ing . " " I have known him so very long , so very intimately , " an- swered Ellen , slightly coloring , " I hardly know what effect it may have upon a stranger . I believe it may appear re- served , for I have ...
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... manner which was meant to be eminently sarcastic ; for Mr. Beaumont prided himself upon being an old Tory of the old school . All the Beaumonts always had been Tories , and he flattered himself that he was a thorough Beaumont : so he ...
... manner which was meant to be eminently sarcastic ; for Mr. Beaumont prided himself upon being an old Tory of the old school . All the Beaumonts always had been Tories , and he flattered himself that he was a thorough Beaumont : so he ...
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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...