The Pride of the Village; Or, The Farmer's DaughtersG. Virtue, 1837 - 401 pages |
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... never injured or offended . The family of Squire Jenkins consisted only of his wife , a quiet weak woman , without an idea beyond the narrow circle of her own domestic occupations , and one daughter , who , unlike her mother , voted her ...
... never injured or offended . The family of Squire Jenkins consisted only of his wife , a quiet weak woman , without an idea beyond the narrow circle of her own domestic occupations , and one daughter , who , unlike her mother , voted her ...
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... never succeeded in attaching to himself the regard of a single human being . His mother , whom his wayward and profitless youth had alienated from him , had died just as he began to redeem his character in the eyes of those who had ...
... never succeeded in attaching to himself the regard of a single human being . His mother , whom his wayward and profitless youth had alienated from him , had died just as he began to redeem his character in the eyes of those who had ...
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... never cry about it , Winny , " said the good - humoured lad as they turned away from the inhospitable door , which they were plainly told was never again to unclose its hinges to them . " Two hundred pounds is better than nothing to ...
... never cry about it , Winny , " said the good - humoured lad as they turned away from the inhospitable door , which they were plainly told was never again to unclose its hinges to them . " Two hundred pounds is better than nothing to ...
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... never attempted to conceal , the budding charms which she confidently predicted , were to secure to her the fortune and splendour which was denied to her unfortunate mother ; while Roger beheld in his little darling Grace , the child ...
... never attempted to conceal , the budding charms which she confidently predicted , were to secure to her the fortune and splendour which was denied to her unfortunate mother ; while Roger beheld in his little darling Grace , the child ...
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... never do any good for himself , or anybody else ; and various as had been the tales that had been circulated , and the predictions that had been uttered , as to Watty's probable fate , not one had been to the effect that he had improved ...
... never do any good for himself , or anybody else ; and various as had been the tales that had been circulated , and the predictions that had been uttered , as to Watty's probable fate , not one had been to the effect that he had improved ...
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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.