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... Lord Fitz Eustace , then resided . Passing over the subsequent fortnight , which was spent by the Herons in all the bustle and discomfort of a change of abode , the reader must suppose them partially domiciled at the castle . The party ...
... Lord Fitz Eustace , then resided . Passing over the subsequent fortnight , which was spent by the Herons in all the bustle and discomfort of a change of abode , the reader must suppose them partially domiciled at the castle . The party ...
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... Lord Fitz Eustace , and a sweet pretty girl , I assure you . " - " With a sweet pretty fortune , which is as good as a pretty face , Charles , " said Mr. Hamilton , looking up from his news- paper . " Thirty thousand pounds , if she ...
... Lord Fitz Eustace , and a sweet pretty girl , I assure you . " - " With a sweet pretty fortune , which is as good as a pretty face , Charles , " said Mr. Hamilton , looking up from his news- paper . " Thirty thousand pounds , if she ...
Side 50
... Lord Fitz Eustace's return to England ; and he hoped that , in the present visit of the young girl , the seeds of an ... Earl of Glenartney ( 50 MORTIMER DELMAR .
... Lord Fitz Eustace's return to England ; and he hoped that , in the present visit of the young girl , the seeds of an ... Earl of Glenartney ( 50 MORTIMER DELMAR .
Side 54
... Sir George was my brother's friend at college , and is lately come to his title . " " Lord Fitz Eustace , is very good to spare you to us so long , my dear , " said Mrs. Hamil- ton , as he is to be alone all the summer . " 66 " Oh ...
... Sir George was my brother's friend at college , and is lately come to his title . " " Lord Fitz Eustace , is very good to spare you to us so long , my dear , " said Mrs. Hamil- ton , as he is to be alone all the summer . " 66 " Oh ...
Side 55
... Lord Fitz Eustace . Of his offspring he was proud , rather than fond , as the period during which paternal tenderness is most engendered , namely that of childhood , was spent by the noble Lord abroad , where a lucrative em- ployment ...
... Lord Fitz Eustace . Of his offspring he was proud , rather than fond , as the period during which paternal tenderness is most engendered , namely that of childhood , was spent by the noble Lord abroad , where a lucrative em- ployment ...
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Mortimer Delmar; and Highfield Tower, by the Author of 'Conrad Blessington' Mortimer Delmar (fict Name ) Ingen forhåndsvisning - 2019 |
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acquaintance affection alarmed Algernon answered appeared arrival baronet Beatrice beautiful believe Beresford better Brookside brother Captain Captain Beresford carriage castle Charles cheek child companion countenance cousin Dalston dear delight distress door Earl Egerton Ellen endeavoured eyes fancy father favour fear feelings felt Frederic girl Grosvenor Place Hamilton hand Hannah happy Hargrave Harry Harry Beresford heard heart heaven Highfield hope Horace hour husband Jessy kind knew Lady Clara Lady Heron laughing leave look Lord Fitz Eustace Lord Stracy Lordship Lorrimer Margaret Maria Mary ment mind minutes Miss Bentham Miss Murray morning MORTIMER DELMAR Mortimer's mother never pain perhaps phaeton pleasure rector rejoined replied returned scarcely silence Sinclair Sir George sister smile soon sorrow spoke Stracy's sure tears tell thing thought tion told tone Trefoil Tulk turned Vernon voice walk wife wish words young
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Side 329 - One fatal remembrance, one sorrow that throws Its bleak shade alike o'er our joys and our woes, To which life nothing darker or brighter can bring, For which joy has no balm and affliction no sting...
Side 199 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Side 143 - Tis sweet to hear the watchdog's honest bark Bay deep-mouthed welcome as we draw near home; Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark Our coming, and look brighter when we come...
Side 219 - O woman ! in our hours of ease, Uncertain, coy, and hard to please, And variable as the shade By the light, quivering aspen made ; When pain and anguish wring the brow, A ministering angel thou...
Side 217 - The dew of the morning Sunk chill on my brow; It felt like the warning Of what I feel now. Thy vows are all broken, And light is thy fame: I hear thy name spoken And share in its shame. They name thee before me, A knell to mine ear; A shudder comes o'er me — Why wert thou so dear? They know not I knew thee Who knew thee too well : Long, long shall I rue thee Too deeply to tell.
Side 203 - That hath loved thee so long, In wealth and woe among ? And is thy heart so strong As for to leave me thus ? Say nay, say nay ! And wilt thou leave me thus, That hath given thee my heart, Never for to depart, Neither for pain nor smart; And wilt thou leave me thus ? Say nay, say nay ! And wilt thou leave me thus And have no more pity Of him that loveth thee?
Side 205 - But happy they, the happiest of their kind, Whom gentler stars unite, and in one fate Their hearts, their fortunes, and their beings blend. 'Tis not the coarser tie of human laws, Unnatural oft, and foreign to the mind, That binds their peace ; but harmony itself, Attuning all their passions into love . Where friendship...
Side 44 - Tis true, your budding Miss is very charming, But shy and awkward at first coming out, So much alarmed, that she is quite alarming, All Giggle, Blush ; — half Pertness, and half Pout ; And glancing at Mamma, for fear there's harm in What you, she, it, or they, may be about, The Nursery still lisps out in all they utter — Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.
Side 286 - On his bold visage middle age Had slightly pressed its signet sage, Yet had not quenched the open truth And fiery vehemence of youth ; Forward and frolic glee was there, The will to do, the soul to dare, The sparkling glance, soon blown to fire, Of hasty love or headlong ire.
Side 176 - Was as a mockery of the tomb, Whose tints as gently sunk away As a departing rainbow's ray; An eye of most transparent light, That almost made the dungeon bright, And not a word of murmur — not A groan o'er his untimely lot...