The Metropolitan, Том 16James Cochrane, 1836 |
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... eyes ; " there are none here worthy to call her sister : may the blessing of the blind and afflicted rest on her head as the dew from heaven ! " " This Louise , " exclaimed Lord Altamont , as he pursued his ride , " this masked charity ...
... eyes ; " there are none here worthy to call her sister : may the blessing of the blind and afflicted rest on her head as the dew from heaven ! " " This Louise , " exclaimed Lord Altamont , as he pursued his ride , " this masked charity ...
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... eyes pursued his wherever they turned . The next morning he was unable to rise , and medical assistance was immediately procured . The doctor , after having prescribed , or- dered a charity sister to be sent for ; an order he never gave ...
... eyes pursued his wherever they turned . The next morning he was unable to rise , and medical assistance was immediately procured . The doctor , after having prescribed , or- dered a charity sister to be sent for ; an order he never gave ...
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... eyes and thoughts became unconsciously rivetted on the object before him . Her mask was a domino , not covering the mouth and lower part of the face , but over these fell a broad , full frill of black lace ; the beautiful but fragile ...
... eyes and thoughts became unconsciously rivetted on the object before him . Her mask was a domino , not covering the mouth and lower part of the face , but over these fell a broad , full frill of black lace ; the beautiful but fragile ...
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dress entirely concealed her hair , and all that could be observed of her eyes was , that they were large and dark , but not bright . " What strange fatality , " thought Lord Altamont , " could have brought this young creature ( for in ...
dress entirely concealed her hair , and all that could be observed of her eyes was , that they were large and dark , but not bright . " What strange fatality , " thought Lord Altamont , " could have brought this young creature ( for in ...
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... eyes , " riding on the balls of his , " were true to the life , but both were deeply tinged with melancholy ; she looked like one of Gessner's pen- sive shepherdesses : her dark hair , parted from the forehead , fell in luxuriant curls ...
... eyes , " riding on the balls of his , " were true to the life , but both were deeply tinged with melancholy ; she looked like one of Gessner's pen- sive shepherdesses : her dark hair , parted from the forehead , fell in luxuriant curls ...
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Сторінка 82 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Сторінка 118 - But nature makes that mean; so over that art, Which you say adds to nature, is an art That nature makes. You see, sweet maid, we marry A gentler scion to the wildest stock, And make conceive a bark of baser kind By bud of nobler race. This is an art Which does mend nature — change it rather; but The art itself is nature.
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Сторінка 71 - O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo? Deny thy father and refuse thy name ! Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, And I'll no longer be a Capulet.
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