New Monthly Magazine, and Universal Register, 第 116 卷Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, William Harrison Ainsworth, Theodore Edward Hook, William Ainsworth, Thomas Hood E. W. Allen, 1859 |
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... Rupert , to the wedding : but perhaps , " added the speaker , more slowly , " Mr. Rupert don't care for weddings . " " He'd care for the feasting that is to come after it , though , " cried another woman : " there's to be open house at ...
... Rupert , to the wedding : but perhaps , " added the speaker , more slowly , " Mr. Rupert don't care for weddings . " " He'd care for the feasting that is to come after it , though , " cried another woman : " there's to be open house at ...
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... Rupert's merry eye , I can tell thee that , girl , or maybe thee'dst find thy own the sadder for it . " The girl looked as though she would like to rebel . " I don't care , " cried she : " you are all ready to lie down and let the lord ...
... Rupert's merry eye , I can tell thee that , girl , or maybe thee'dst find thy own the sadder for it . " The girl looked as though she would like to rebel . " I don't care , " cried she : " you are all ready to lie down and let the lord ...
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... Rupert had been shunned between them , equally so by the one as by the other . " You are generous ! " returned Mrs. Pommeroy , speaking with scorn to keep down the tears . " Were I free as air , and Rupert Pommeroy came to me in his ...
... Rupert had been shunned between them , equally so by the one as by the other . " You are generous ! " returned Mrs. Pommeroy , speaking with scorn to keep down the tears . " Were I free as air , and Rupert Pommeroy came to me in his ...
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... Rupert . Rupert started as she rose and turned her face towards him : he had not given a thought to who it might be , sitting there . She looked at him , not speaking , but she could not conceal the agitation which had taken possession ...
... Rupert . Rupert started as she rose and turned her face towards him : he had not given a thought to who it might be , sitting there . She looked at him , not speaking , but she could not conceal the agitation which had taken possession ...
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... Rupert Pommeroy : to what end , I ask , lie about it now ? I know who it was you did love ; whom you were loving and visiting , while you pretended to love and visit me . But I am ashamed of myself for thus alluding to anything so ...
... Rupert Pommeroy : to what end , I ask , lie about it now ? I know who it was you did love ; whom you were loving and visiting , while you pretended to love and visit me . But I am ashamed of myself for thus alluding to anything so ...
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第 295 頁 - And mistress of herself, though china fall. And yet believe me, good as well as ill, Woman's at best a contradiction still. Heaven, when it strives to polish all it can Its last best work, but forms a softer man...
第 412 頁 - Scarce once herself, by turns all womankind! Who, with herself, or others, from her birth Finds all her life one warfare upon earth: Shines in exposing knaves, and painting fools, Yet is, whate'er she hates and ridicules.
第 420 頁 - Not in mine innocence I trust; I bow before thee in the dust; And through my Saviour's blood alone I look for mercy at thy throne.
第 238 頁 - To restore the Capitol ; to replace there the statues of the heroes who have rendered it immortal ; to rouse the Romans from centuries of slavery ; such will be the fruit of our victories ; they will form an era in history ; to you will belong the glory of having changed the face of the most beautiful part of Europe.
第 55 頁 - During the whole of the three days that it took us to reach Edmonton House, we saw nothing else but these animals covering the plains as far as the eye could reach, and so numerous were they, that at times they impeded our progress, filling the air with dust almost to suffocation.
第 43 頁 - Young I'd have him too, and fair, Yet a man; with crisped hair Cast in thousand snares, and rings For Love's fingers, and his wings: Chestnut colour, or more slack Gold, upon a ground of black. Venus', and Minerva's eyes For he must look wanton-wise.
第 44 頁 - Dust and ashes!" So you creak it, and I want the heart to scold. Dear dead women, with such hair, too — what's become of all the gold Used to hang and brush their bosoms ? I feel chilly and grown old.
第 409 頁 - ... child, and have governed us very well, and we love you with all our hearts ; and the prince is an honest gentleman, and when his time comes, we shall be ready to do our duties to him, as we do to you. But as long as you live we are unwilling to part with you; and therefore, I pray, madam, do not part with us.
第 412 頁 - No more a storm her hate than gratitude : To that each passion turns, or soon or late ; Love, if it makes her yield, must make her hate.
第 295 頁 - TO GEORGE SAND. A RECOGNITION. TRUE genius, but true woman ! dost deny Thy woman's nature with a manly scorn, And break away the gauds and armlets worn By weaker women in captivity ? Ah, vain denial ! that revolted cry Is sobbed in by a woman's voice forlorn ! Thy woman's hair, my sister, all unshorn, Floats back dishevelled strength in agony, Disproving thy man's name : and while before The world thou burnest in a poet-fire We see thy woman-heart beat evermore...