Family Portraits: Or, Descendents of TrelawneyG. Virtue, 1824 - 694 páginas |
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... wish my children to adopt . He that does no good when he has the power , though he does no evil , does not perfectly answer the end of his creation ; and therefore is he censurable in the eyes of his Maker ! but we will talk of this ...
... wish my children to adopt . He that does no good when he has the power , though he does no evil , does not perfectly answer the end of his creation ; and therefore is he censurable in the eyes of his Maker ! but we will talk of this ...
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... wish to oblige more strongly exerted than in behalf of her cou- sin , Tanjore Trelawney , who never offended his father or his tutor , but some means were devised by the gentle Enima , to put them on a friendly footing again , so that ...
... wish to oblige more strongly exerted than in behalf of her cou- sin , Tanjore Trelawney , who never offended his father or his tutor , but some means were devised by the gentle Enima , to put them on a friendly footing again , so that ...
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... wish to have corrected , why you must correct them yourself , Sir , that is all I have to say . You are my patron , and I have ever duly acknowledged and felt grateful for your favors . But when I behold such god - like propensities in ...
... wish to have corrected , why you must correct them yourself , Sir , that is all I have to say . You are my patron , and I have ever duly acknowledged and felt grateful for your favors . But when I behold such god - like propensities in ...
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... in the whole collection ; but most of all he loved to romp with the little lively Mary , till he managed to tear her frock all to pieces , and then she would exclaim , → " I wish , Tanjore , you would be quiet FAMILY PORTRAITS . 43.
... in the whole collection ; but most of all he loved to romp with the little lively Mary , till he managed to tear her frock all to pieces , and then she would exclaim , → " I wish , Tanjore , you would be quiet FAMILY PORTRAITS . 43.
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Or, Descendents of Trelawney Catherine George Ward. " I wish , Tanjore , you would be quiet , and let me alone , see how you have torn my frock , Mrs. Pelham will be so angry , and so will Emma , and though I know you don't care much ...
Or, Descendents of Trelawney Catherine George Ward. " I wish , Tanjore , you would be quiet , and let me alone , see how you have torn my frock , Mrs. Pelham will be so angry , and so will Emma , and though I know you don't care much ...
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Términos y frases comunes
admiration affection affectionate amiable answered aunt beautiful behold beloved Berkeley Square bless blushing bosom brother Tanjore carriage certainly charming cheek child Clarendale conversation countenance cousin cried Fothersgill cried Lady cried Mary cried Tanjore daughter dear boy dear Tanjore dearest deeply delighted Duke Dumfairling Castle Edwin Ellen Emma's exclaimed eyes father favorite feelings fond gentle going hand happy heart heaven honor hour immediately India instantly jore Kenilworth Lady Honoria Belmont Lady Jean Lady Wyndham Ladyship laughing lawney look Lord Beauverie Lord Wyndham Lordship lovely girl lovely Jean lovely Lucy Lucy mamma manner Mary Bradbury mind Miss Bradbury Miss Trelawney morning mother never occasion painful papa Pelham poor present Queensbury Rebecca replied Rosa Scotland Sedley sigh smile South Audley Street spirits Starmer sweet Tanjore Trelawney tears tell thought tion Trelaw Trelawney's tutor uttered Valmont William wish young youthful
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Página 212 - These lips are mute, these eyes are dry ; But in my breast and in my brain, Awake the pangs that pass not by, The thought that ne'er shall sleep again.
Página 3 - Unskilful he to fawn, or seek for power By doctrines fashion'd to the varying hour; Far other aims his heart had learn'd to prize, More bent to raise the wretched than to rise.
Página 584 - Perhaps (for who can guess th' effects of chance ?) Here Hunt may box, or Mahomet may dance. Hard is his lot that, here by Fortune plac'd, Must watch the wild vicissitudes of taste ; With every meteor of caprice must play, And chase the new-blown bubbles of the day. Ah ! let not Censure term our fate our choice, The stage but echoes back the public voice ; The drama's laws, the drama's patrons give, For we that live to please, must please to live.
Página 211 - FAREWELL! if ever fondest prayer For other's weal avail'd on high, Mine will not all be lost in air, But waft thy name beyond the sky. 'Twere vain to speak, to weep, to sigh : Oh ! more than tears of blood can tell, When wrung from guilt's expiring eye. Are in that word — Farewell ! — Farewell...
Página 654 - One is his printer in disguise, and keeps His press in a hollow tree, where to conceal him, He works by glow-worm light, the moon's too open. The other zealous rag is the compositor, Who in an angle where the ants inhabit, (The emblems of his labours), will sit curled Whole days and nights, and work his eyes out for him.
Página 499 - None are supinely good : thro' care and pain, And various arts, the steep ascent we gain. This is the scene of combat, not of rest, . Man's is laborious happiness at best ; On this side death his dangers never cease, His joys are joys of conquest, not of peace.
Página 610 - I did but chide in jest : the best loves use it Sometimes ; it sets an edge upon affection. When we invite our best friends to a feast, Tis not all sweetmeats that we set before...
Página 334 - THE ENCHANTMENT I DID but look and love awhile, 'Twas but for one half-hour; Then to resist I had no will, And now I have no power. To sigh and wish is all my ease; Sighs which do heat impart Enough to melt the coldest ice, Yet cannot warm your heart. O would your pity give my heart One corner of your breast, 'Twould learn of yours the winning art, And quickly steal the rest.
Página 561 - Woman ! blest partner of our joys and woes ! Even in the darkest hour of earthly ill, Untarnished yet thy fond affection glows, Throbs with each pulse, and beats with every thrill...
Página 79 - Are poisoned baits, hung upon golden hooks : When fools do swim in wealth, her Cynthian beams Will wantonly dance on the silver streams ; But when this squint-eyed age sees Virtue poor, And by a little spark sits shivering, Begging at all, relieved at no man's door, She smiles on her, as the sun shines on fire, To kill that little heat...