Two years agoMacmillan, 1888 |
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... Lucia St. Just was a wild Irish girl , new to London society , all feeling and romance , and literally all ; for there was little real intellect underlying her passionate sensibility . So when the sensibility burnt itself out , as it ...
... Lucia St. Just was a wild Irish girl , new to London society , all feeling and romance , and literally all ; for there was little real intellect underlying her passionate sensibility . So when the sensibility burnt itself out , as it ...
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... Lucia snatches at it . " Ah , I understand ; poor Valentia ! You always hated her . " " I did not : but she is so brusque , and excited , and— ” " Be so kind as not to abuse my family . You may say what you will of me ; but- " " And ...
... Lucia snatches at it . " Ah , I understand ; poor Valentia ! You always hated her . " " I did not : but she is so brusque , and excited , and— ” " Be so kind as not to abuse my family . You may say what you will of me ; but- " " And ...
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... Lucia have not yet arrived at that terrible crisis ; though they are on the path toward it , —the path of little care- lessnesses , rudenesses , ungoverned words and tempers , and , worst of all , of that half - confidence , which is ...
... Lucia have not yet arrived at that terrible crisis ; though they are on the path toward it , —the path of little care- lessnesses , rudenesses , ungoverned words and tempers , and , worst of all , of that half - confidence , which is ...
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... Lucia might beg his pardon ; and if not , why , perhaps he might beg hers . The rain was washing the spirit out of him , as it does out of a thin - coated horse . Stay ! What was that sound above the roar of the gale ? a cannon ? He ...
... Lucia might beg his pardon ; and if not , why , perhaps he might beg hers . The rain was washing the spirit out of him , as it does out of a thin - coated horse . Stay ! What was that sound above the roar of the gale ? a cannon ? He ...
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... Lucia to Elsley , an hour after , as she meets him coming in from the garden , where he has been polishing his " Wreck . " " I am sure he understands his business ; he was so kind and quiet , and yet so ready , and seemed to know all ...
... Lucia to Elsley , an hour after , as she meets him coming in from the garden , where he has been polishing his " Wreck . " " I am sure he understands his business ; he was so kind and quiet , and yet so ready , and seemed to know all ...
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Página 454 - I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the LORD ; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin.
Página 453 - BLESSED is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth not iniquity, and in whose spirit there is no guile.
Página 334 - How happy could I be with either, Were t'other dear Charmer away!
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Página 451 - Mellot to it this winter before church time, and stood over it long with a puzzled look, as if dimly discovering that there were more things in heaven and earth than were dreamed of in his philosophy.
Página 52 - Her mother comes out from the cottage door behind, and lays her hand upon the girl's shoulder. The spell is broken; and hiding her face in her hands, Grace bursts into violent weeping. "What are you doing, my poor child, here in the cold night air?
Página 216 - Life is a Jest, and all Things show it; I thought so once, but now I know it.