The Pride of the Village; Or, The Farmer's DaughtersG. Virtue, 1837 - 401 pages |
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... felt I did not envy him . " " Not envy him , William Mansel ! " exclaimed a beautiful girl , who had stood hitherto silent ; " Not envy him ! " she repeated with animation , " heavens , how can you talk so foolishly ! " William Mansel ...
... felt I did not envy him . " " Not envy him , William Mansel ! " exclaimed a beautiful girl , who had stood hitherto silent ; " Not envy him ! " she repeated with animation , " heavens , how can you talk so foolishly ! " William Mansel ...
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... felt convinced that I should live to see my child restored to that rank , which her mother's girlish imprudence deprived her of . What is that girl sobbing about ? " she added , suddenly breaking into the harsh 1 . tone which appeared ...
... felt convinced that I should live to see my child restored to that rank , which her mother's girlish imprudence deprived her of . What is that girl sobbing about ? " she added , suddenly breaking into the harsh 1 . tone which appeared ...
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... felt the warmest gratitude to her for every little mark of kindness and favour , without being at all conscious how he had excited feelings so different in her bosom to those she had formerly displayed . It was at this critical juncture ...
... felt the warmest gratitude to her for every little mark of kindness and favour , without being at all conscious how he had excited feelings so different in her bosom to those she had formerly displayed . It was at this critical juncture ...
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... felt convinced , in his own mind , that it was utterly im- possible he could ever profit by the tender attachment . But this lukewarm expression of gratitude and kind- ness was not what the gentle Winifred deserved , or was contented ...
... felt convinced , in his own mind , that it was utterly im- possible he could ever profit by the tender attachment . But this lukewarm expression of gratitude and kind- ness was not what the gentle Winifred deserved , or was contented ...
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... felt heartily glad , for her own sake , when Maria , in all the blaze of beauty , displayed to the utmost advantage by an elegant and studied deshabille , entered the room , and at once fixed his eyes and his thoughts . Hour after hour ...
... felt heartily glad , for her own sake , when Maria , in all the blaze of beauty , displayed to the utmost advantage by an elegant and studied deshabille , entered the room , and at once fixed his eyes and his thoughts . Hour after hour ...
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Page 152 - Seems, madam! nay, it is; I know not seems. 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forc'd breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye.
Page 407 - tis the mind that makes the body rich ; And as the sun breaks through the darkest clouds, So honour peereth in the meanest habit. What, is the jay more precious than the lark, Because his feathers are more beautiful ? Or is the adder better than the eel, Because his painted skin contents the eye ? O, no, good Kate ; neither art thou the worse For this poor furniture, and mean array.
Page 722 - Geffrey's wife ; Young Arthur is my son, and he is lost : I am not mad ; — I would to heaven, I were For then, 'tis like I should forget myself...
Page 472 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Page 233 - The spirit, that I have seen, May be a devil: and the devil hath power To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and, perhaps, Out of my weakness, and my melancholy, (As he is very potent with such spirits,) Abuses me to damn me: I'll have grounds More relative than this: The play's the thing, Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 537 - tis vain to curse, 'Tis weakness to upbraid thee ; Hate cannot wish thee worse Than guilt and shame have made thee.
Page 112 - And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew That one small head could carry all he knew.
Page 685 - Yet I curse thee not, in sadness, — Still I feel how dear thou wert ; Oh ! I could not — e'en in madness...
Page 685 - tis useless to upbraid thee With thy past or present state, — What thou wast — my fancy made thee ; What thou art — I know too late.
Page 108 - They loved for years, with growing tenderness ; They had but one pure prayer to waft above — One heart — one hope— one dream — and that was Love. They loved for years, through danger and distress, Till they were parted, and his spotless fame Became the mark of hate and obloquy — Till the remembering tear that dimm'd her eye Was dried on blushes of repentant shame.