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... of working on your mind whilst it is enfeebled , perhaps , by sorrow for my loss . I wish not to extort from you any rash vow of yielding implicit VOL . I. B I credence to my observations . bequeath to you the VARIETIES IN WOMAN. ...
... of working on your mind whilst it is enfeebled , perhaps , by sorrow for my loss . I wish not to extort from you any rash vow of yielding implicit VOL . I. B I credence to my observations . bequeath to you the VARIETIES IN WOMAN. ...
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... ? - Ces colonnes , qui semblent porter jusqu'au ciel le magnifique temoignage de notre néant . ' " Albert observed them attentively ; their eyes met ; perhaps never glance expressed so much . There was a tear in St. IN WOMAN . 69.
... ? - Ces colonnes , qui semblent porter jusqu'au ciel le magnifique temoignage de notre néant . ' " Albert observed them attentively ; their eyes met ; perhaps never glance expressed so much . There was a tear in St. IN WOMAN . 69.
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... Perhaps it is , that they anticipate greater misfortune than others , and consider death as the means of escape from them . Such a contemplation certainly divests it of its terrors . Happy they who die in youth , inex- perienced in the ...
... Perhaps it is , that they anticipate greater misfortune than others , and consider death as the means of escape from them . Such a contemplation certainly divests it of its terrors . Happy they who die in youth , inex- perienced in the ...
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... Perhaps you deceive yourself in imagining , that you would rather I continued reading , or it may be only an effort of politeness on your part to say that you preferred it . I am not a sophist or a logician . There is a certain line of ...
... Perhaps you deceive yourself in imagining , that you would rather I continued reading , or it may be only an effort of politeness on your part to say that you preferred it . I am not a sophist or a logician . There is a certain line of ...
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... consequently longer . That which can be approached by a curved line , can always be attained more readily by a straight line . " 66 You are a mathematician , I per- ceive . " " If I had chosen the curved line , perhaps 100 VARIETIES.
... consequently longer . That which can be approached by a curved line , can always be attained more readily by a straight line . " 66 You are a mathematician , I per- ceive . " " If I had chosen the curved line , perhaps 100 VARIETIES.
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admiration affected ALBERT read Alcibiades amusement appeared Aspasia attracted beauty became believe Beverley Hall brilliant Canova Catherine Lockhart Catherine's certainly character Clair cold contemplation continually conviction cottage orné countenance curricle dæmon dare dear dear Ella death delightful desire Doctor Falconer Ella Grafton emotion endeavour endure engagement enjoy eternal existence expression eyes fancy feeling felicity felt forget friendship genius grace happiness Harley Harley's hart heart honour hope idea imagination impressed Italy Julia knew Lady Caroline Repton Lady Fanny Lambeth laugh letter longer looked Lord Lindor Lord Northbury manner ment mind mingford Miss Burlington Miss Emmingford Miss Grafton Miss Lockhart nature ness never North House occupied once passion perceived perhaps pleasure possess present racter recollection regret rendered replied returned scarcely seemed sentiments sighed sion Sir Albert Beverley smile society sometimes sorbed soul suffer talents thing thought tion vivacity whilst woman
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Page 3 - Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair; Listen for dear honour's sake, Goddess of the silver lake, Listen and save! Listen, and appear to us, In name of great Oceanus. By the earthshaking Neptune's mace, And Tethys...
Page 98 - To the pleasures which Mirth can afford, The revel, the laugh and the jeer ? Ah ! here is a plentiful board ! But the guests are all mute as their pitiful cheer, And none but the worm is a reveller here.
Page 29 - LESBIA hath a beaming eye, But no one knows for whom it beameth ; Right and left its arrows fly, But what they aim at no one dreameth.
Page 50 - Alas ! regardless of their doom The little victims play ! No sense have they of ills to come Nor care beyond to-day : Yet see how all around...
Page 99 - Yet none have saluted and none have replied. Unto Sorrow ? The dead cannot grieve,— Not a sob, not a sigh meets mine ear, Which compassion itself could relieve; Ah, sweetly they slumber, nor hope, love, or fear,— Peace, Peace, is the watchword, the only one here.
Page 1 - The morn is up again, the dewy morn, With breath all incense, and with cheek all bloom, Laughing the clouds away with playful scorn, And living as if earth contained no tomb, — And glowing into day...
Page 98 - ... and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty? ah, no ! — she forgets The charms which she wielded before — Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin which but yesterday fools could adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore. Shall we build to the purple of Pride — The trappings which dizen the proud? Alas ! they are all laid aside ; And here's neither dress nor adornment allow'd, But the long winding-sheet and the fringe of the...
Page 52 - God loves from Whole to Parts: but human soul Must rise from Individual to the Whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre mov'd, a circle straight succeeds, Another still, and still another spreads; Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace; His country next; and next all human race...
Page 16 - To fly at infinite, and reach it there, Where seraphs gather immortality, On life's fair tree, fast by the throne of God.
Page 97 - In a dark narrow cave, and, begirt with cold clay, To the meanest of reptiles a peer and a prey. To Beauty ? Ah no ! she forgets The charms which She wielded before ; Nor knows the foul worm that he frets The skin that but yesterday fools could adore, For the smoothness it held, or the tint which it wore.