The Belle of the Family; Or, The Jointure: A NovelNewby, 1843 |
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Side 79
... window till the note was written . " Now send it , " said she , but a thought had struck Mrs. Amyott - she paused and de- liberated . " Suppose , Lizzy , it is our faney ! suppose it should be without foundation ! and I to bring him ...
... window till the note was written . " Now send it , " said she , but a thought had struck Mrs. Amyott - she paused and de- liberated . " Suppose , Lizzy , it is our faney ! suppose it should be without foundation ! and I to bring him ...
Side 128
... window , " you are to have a visitor all to yourself to- day . I bespeak your best warmth , best man- ner , and best looks he is coming out of his way from Gerard Park to - day to see you - don't make a guess , for you never saw him ...
... window , " you are to have a visitor all to yourself to- day . I bespeak your best warmth , best man- ner , and best looks he is coming out of his way from Gerard Park to - day to see you - don't make a guess , for you never saw him ...
Side 199
... window frame , and closed her eyes as he proceeded― the colour was slowly dying away from her cheek and lip , and she murmured indistinctly , " My word is passed . " " Yes , your word has been wrung from you ! " continued Lawrence ...
... window frame , and closed her eyes as he proceeded― the colour was slowly dying away from her cheek and lip , and she murmured indistinctly , " My word is passed . " " Yes , your word has been wrung from you ! " continued Lawrence ...
Side 226
... window with her hands full of bonbons " did he not look a very gay bridegroom , with his star , and ribbon , and orders ? if Lizzy Chetwood had but given a ball instead of this elaborate breakfast , how much more agreeable it would have ...
... window with her hands full of bonbons " did he not look a very gay bridegroom , with his star , and ribbon , and orders ? if Lizzy Chetwood had but given a ball instead of this elaborate breakfast , how much more agreeable it would have ...
Side 247
... window instead of the fireplace . Mr. Everard Aylmer - Lord Amyott's ward you know - your old admirer - we laughed so to see him dancing you cannot think ! Mary Clarendon was nearly in fits , for Mr. Chetwood declared that both he and ...
... window instead of the fireplace . Mr. Everard Aylmer - Lord Amyott's ward you know - your old admirer - we laughed so to see him dancing you cannot think ! Mary Clarendon was nearly in fits , for Mr. Chetwood declared that both he and ...
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The Belle of the Family: Or, the Jointure, by the Author of 'The Young Prima ... Elizabeth Caroline Grey Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2015 |
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Anne Rochfort answer asked beautiful Belgrave Square breath brother Captain Forrester carriage Catherine Catherine's Cecy CHAPTER Charles Amyott Chetwood child cold cried dark dear door dreadful Emma Vassall Emma's Everhard Aylmer exclaimed eyes face Fanny father fear feeling felt Gerard Gerard Park girl Gore hand happy Harry Monk head hear heard heart highwayman horse hour husband Joe Foley Kenaz knew Lady Crewe Lady Emlyn Lady Mary laughed Lawrence lips listen looked lute marriage married Mary Clarendon Master Lee Master Richard mind morning never night painful passed Piershill poor replied returned Richard Lee Richard Wingfield Robin side sighed silent Sir Anthony Sir Courtney Sir William Crewe sister smile sorrow speak spirit stood tears tell thee thou thought told trembling turned Vane voice whilst wife window wish woman words wretched young
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Side 117 - tis slander; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Side 89 - Thus, thus, and thus, we compass round Thy harmless and unhaunted ground, And as we sing thy dirge, we will The Daffodill And other flowers lay upon The altar of our love, thy stone.
Side 195 - Skill'd by a touch to deepen scandal's tints With all the kind mendacity of hints While mingling truth with falsehood — sneers with smiles — A thread of candour with a web of wiles...
Side 61 - God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Side 109 - Madison dropped into the chair, put his elbows on the table, and buried his face in his hands. She came a little nearer, and laid her hand lightly on his arm. He made a movement as if to take it, but she withdrew it impatiently. "Come," she said brusquely; "now you're in for it you must play the game out.
Side 65 - If thou art a child, and hast ever added a sorrow to the soul, or a furrow to the "silvered brow of an affectionate parent; if thou art a husband, and hast ever caused the fond bosom that ventured its whole happiness in thy arms to doubt one moment of thy kindness or thy truth...
Side 132 - The treasures of the deep are not so precious As are the conceal'd comforts of a man Lock'd up in woman's love. I scent the air Of blessings when I come but near the house. What a delicious breath marriage sends forth! The violet bed's not sweeter.
Side 231 - ... thought he meant to kill me. But as he came up he looked down at me with such a sad expression upon his face that all fear left me, and I wondered what he was about. He extended his hand to me, and grasping mine firmly and looking right into my eyes, said, ' My son, I hope you will soon be well.
Side 74 - And such is the fate of our life's early promise, So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known ; Each wave, that we danced on at morning, ebbs from us, And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone.
Side 65 - Ay, go to the grave of buried love, and meditate ! There settle the account with thy conscience for every past benefit unrequited ; every past endearment unregarded, of that departed being, who can never — never — never return to be soothed by thy contrition!