Eustace Conway: Or, The Brother and Sister ; a Novel, Band 3Richard Bentley, 1834 |
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... become a mem- ber by assuming the verses of Mr. Campbell as his own . Eustace was not a frequent guest there , for he had a sincere respect for the female cha- racter ; and , whatever pleasure it might afford Morton to meet ladies in ...
... become a mem- ber by assuming the verses of Mr. Campbell as his own . Eustace was not a frequent guest there , for he had a sincere respect for the female cha- racter ; and , whatever pleasure it might afford Morton to meet ladies in ...
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... become , without knowing it , an orthodox Quaker . My faith is unsectarian in its essence — it is reared upon very wide premises -it has its foundation in the centre of human ex- perience it is connected with the exposition of many ...
... become , without knowing it , an orthodox Quaker . My faith is unsectarian in its essence — it is reared upon very wide premises -it has its foundation in the centre of human ex- perience it is connected with the exposition of many ...
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... become dark , like Milton's , from their own excessive brightness ? ' " Was that the case with Milton's ? ' said the Quakeress I thought he was blind ? ' 666 My dear , cannot you let an Irishwoman talk nonsense in her own way ? and , by ...
... become dark , like Milton's , from their own excessive brightness ? ' " Was that the case with Milton's ? ' said the Quakeress I thought he was blind ? ' 666 My dear , cannot you let an Irishwoman talk nonsense in her own way ? and , by ...
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... becomes more complicated than that of Threadneedle Street . “ March 25. — I have not that firm faith in the miracles to be wrought by education , which I had when I entered upon my tutordom . Granted , that the harvest is a long way off ...
... becomes more complicated than that of Threadneedle Street . “ March 25. — I have not that firm faith in the miracles to be wrought by education , which I had when I entered upon my tutordom . Granted , that the harvest is a long way off ...
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... becoming a tutor . ' I fear some one has prejudiced him against you , ' she says , innocently . I do not fear it at all . The poor gentleman labours under an incapacity of believing that any one acts from a simple motive . Many persons ...
... becoming a tutor . ' I fear some one has prejudiced him against you , ' she says , innocently . I do not fear it at all . The poor gentleman labours under an incapacity of believing that any one acts from a simple motive . Many persons ...
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acquaintance affection answer apoplexy asked BEAUMONT AND FLETCHER beautiful became believe better brother Caroline child conversation countenance cousin dare delightful Dublin Edward Mortimer England ensign Eustace Conway Eustace's evidence exclaimed eyes fancy Fanny fear feelings felt forgive Francisca Franklin gipsy girl give Green Grosvenor Place guitar hear heard heart Heaven Henry Conway Honoria honour hope interest Irish Jenkins kind knew labours Lady Edward laughed Lieutenant Nugent look Lord lover manner Maria Marryatt ment mind Miss Conway Miss Craven Miss Duncan Miss Vyvyan Morton nature never nobleman notion Novalis opinion Pantheism passions perhaps person poetry Quakeress racter recollection religion respecting rience scarcely seemed selfishness sister smile soul speak spirit Spiritualist spoke stace strange suppose sure talk tell thing thou thought tion told truth uttered voice Wilmot wish words worldly young
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Seite 276 - I seen a lark rising from his bed of grass, and soaring upwards, singing as he rises, and hopes to get to heaven, and climb above the clouds ; but the poor bird was beaten back with the loud sighings of an eastern wind, and his motion made irregular and inconstant, descending more at every breath of the tempest, than it could recover by the libration and frequent weighing of his wings ; till the little creature was forced to sit down and pant, and stay till the storm was over ; and then it made a...
Seite 169 - To grace where- we are grac'd, and give respect There where we are respected : yet we practise A wilder course, and never bend our eyes On men with pleasure, till they find the way To give us a neglect ; then we, too late, Perceive the loss of what we might have had, And dote to death.
Seite 74 - While through their ranks in silver pride The nether crescent seems to glide ! The slumbering breeze forgets to breathe, The lake is smooth and clear beneath, Where once again the spangled show Descends to meet our eyes below. The grounds which on the right aspire, In dimness from the view retire : The left presents a place of graves, Whose wall the silent water laves.
Seite 82 - Poetry could not answer it ; for, though it embodies all the operations of self, that mighty agent it can never discover. Nor should I ever have found an answer to it, if I had not learnt the meaning of that voice which the Jewish shepherd heard at night proclaiming from a burning bush — ' I AM THAT I AM ! '" Shortly after they reached Mr.
Seite 40 - I cannot even compare them,' he said, 'they are not of the same genus. Poetry is an outgrowth of our own minds; religion is a process by which the soul is re-united to a Being greater than itself, from whom it has been separated ; and, in order to be efficacious, must be devised by that Being. But if by religion you meant devotion, which is unquestionably an effort of the mind, and so far like poetry, I should draw this distinction. Wherever devotion has respect to an object, which the mind has previously...
Seite 131 - tis more easy To tie knots, than unloose them: 'tis a secret That, like a lingering poison, may chance lie Spread in thy veins, and kill thee seven year hence.
Seite 268 - What if some little pain the passage have, That makes frail flesh to fear the bitter wave? Is not short pain well borne, that brings long ease, And lays the soul to sleep in quiet grave? Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, Ease after war, death after life does greatly please.
Seite 74 - ... smooth and clear beneath, Where once again the spangled Show Descends to meet our Eyes below. The Grounds which on the right aspire, In dimness from the View retire: The Left presents a Place of Graves, Whose Wall the silent Water laves. That Steeple guides thy doubtful sight Among the livid gleams of Night. There pass with melancholy State, By all the solemn Heaps of Fate, And think, as softly-sad you tread Above the venerable Dead, Time was, like thee they Life possest, And Time shall be, that...