Gale Middleton: A Story of the Present Day, Band 3Richard Bentley, 1833 |
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... cried the blushing Lucy , clasping her hands together as he concluded , " Are you really in earnest , Mr. Hargrave ? " " Can I be otherwise ? Why should you for an instant doubt me ? " " Because it seems scarcely credible that so clever ...
... cried the blushing Lucy , clasping her hands together as he concluded , " Are you really in earnest , Mr. Hargrave ? " " Can I be otherwise ? Why should you for an instant doubt me ? " " Because it seems scarcely credible that so clever ...
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... cried the lover , clasping the hand of his lively mistress , who was about to fly towards the house . " I would rather hear that you were delighted , that you thought favourably of me . Tell me , I beseech you , that I am not ...
... cried the lover , clasping the hand of his lively mistress , who was about to fly towards the house . " I would rather hear that you were delighted , that you thought favourably of me . Tell me , I beseech you , that I am not ...
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... cried Hargrave , pressing to his heart the hand which he still held captive . " Of their consent and approbation I have little doubt , now that you allow me to cherish the delightful hope that I have succeeded in winning your affections ...
... cried Hargrave , pressing to his heart the hand which he still held captive . " Of their consent and approbation I have little doubt , now that you allow me to cherish the delightful hope that I have succeeded in winning your affections ...
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... cried for company . " " Then you are a couple of geese for your pains . You know I hate blubbering , it always makes me low ; but nobody cares for me . " An affectionate embrace reproached this unkind assertion . Chritty and Hargrave ...
... cried for company . " " Then you are a couple of geese for your pains . You know I hate blubbering , it always makes me low ; but nobody cares for me . " An affectionate embrace reproached this unkind assertion . Chritty and Hargrave ...
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... ally given fresh encouragement to his hopes , Middleton would not delay his departure , but proceeded forthwith to Brighton . " Ha ! my dear boy ! " cried Sir D 2 GALE MIDDLETON . 51 result. His fair communicant strove hard to ...
... ally given fresh encouragement to his hopes , Middleton would not delay his departure , but proceeded forthwith to Brighton . " Ha ! my dear boy ! " cried Sir D 2 GALE MIDDLETON . 51 result. His fair communicant strove hard to ...
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affectionate apothecary attempt beauty believe better blush bosom bride Brighton Brookshaw Brummagem burst Caleb Ball Cecilia cheerful Chritty Norberry Chritty's Clements companion concealed confess copse cottage cousin cried Middleton death delight dleton door ejaculated enemy exclaimed eyes fair father fear feelings fellow-creatures forgive Gale Gentleman Joe gentlemen girl grave hand happiness Hargrave heard heart Heaven Henry Clements honour hope husband Lady Middleton lative lips London look Madge Maple Hatch Mark Antony marriage ment mercy mind Miss Horton Miss Norberry moral morning nature neighbours never night object offer once painful pardon party passion patient poison poor present purpose replied Robin Salt Hill scarcely seemed shocking affair Sir Matthew sister smile smock-frock solemn soon Talford tender thanks thought tion uncon utter voice Waterloo medal whole wife wound wretched
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Seite 202 - tis her privilege, Through all the years of this our life, to lead From joy to joy: for she can so inform The mind that is within us, so impress With quietness and beauty, and so feed With lofty thoughts, that neither evil tongues, Rash judgments, nor the sneers of selfish men, Nor greetings where no kindness is, nor all The dreary intercourse of daily life, Shall e'er prevail against us, or disturb Our cheerful faith that all which we behold Is full of blessings.
Seite 287 - Roused though it be full often to a mood Which spurns the check of salutary bands That this most famous Stream in bogs and sands Should perish; and to evil and to good Be lost for ever. In our halls is hung Armoury of the invincible Knights of old: We must be free or die, who speak the tongue That Shakspeare spake; the faith and morals hold Which Milton held. — In everything we are sprung Of Earth's first blood, have titles manifold.
Seite 79 - By a daisy, whose leaves spread, Shut when Titan goes to bed ; Or a shady bush or tree, She could more infuse in me Than all Nature's beauties can In some other wiser man.
Seite 194 - And following slower, in explosion vast, The Thunder raises his tremendous voice. At first, heard solemn o'er the verge of Heaven, The tempest growls; but as it nearer comes, And rolls its awful burden on the wind, The lightnings flash a larger curve, and more The noise astounds: till over head a sheet Of livid flame discloses wide; then shuts, And opens wider; shuts and opens still Expansive, wrapping ether in a blaze. Follows the loosen'd aggravated roar, Enlarging, deepening, mingling; peal on...
Seite 220 - No — man is dear to man ; the poorest poor Long for some moments in a weary life When they can know and feel that they have been, Themselves, the fathers and the dealers out Of some small blessings ; have been kind to such As needed kindness, for this single cause, That we have all of us one human heart.
Seite 166 - Satire is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover everybody's face but their own; which is the chief reason for that kind of reception it meets in the world, and that so very few are offended with it.
Seite 49 - ... of all observers, — quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched That suck'd the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh; That unmatch'd .form and feature of blown youth Blasted with ecstasy: O, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!
Seite 166 - SATIRE is a sort of glass, wherein beholders do generally discover every body's face but their own ; which is the chief reason for that kind reception it meets with in the world, and that so very few are offended with it.
Seite 49 - The observed of all observers, quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, That sucked the honey of his music vows, Now see that noble and most sovereign reason, Like sweet bells jangled, out of tune and harsh ; That unmatched form and feature of blown youth Blasted with ecstasy. O, woe is me, To have seen what I have seen, see what I see!