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acquainted affection agitation amusement anguish appeared assured Barclay baronet beheld believe bosom castle cerning chamber CHAP charms cintha conceal conduct consequence convinced courcy cried Egbert cried Jacintha daughter dear Decourcy Decourcy's delight disappointment doubt dreaded endeavoured entertained esteem excited exclaimed expected eyes father favour fear feelings felt flattered Frankland gave girl Greville and Gertrude Greville's hand happiness hastily hear heard heart heaven honour hope idea imagined immediately indignation inquiries Jacin Jamaica Kirkaldy knew lady Henry lative letter libertinism looks lord Gwytherin lord Henry lordship madam manner melancholy mind minutes Miss morning mortification mother Netley never notwithstanding Oswald parlour passion paused perceived pipe and tabor pleasure present received regret replied Jacintha Rosaline scarcely sir Hugh sister solemn soon sorrow speak suppose sure surprise tears tenderness thing thought thousand guineas tion trembling utterly voice wish Woodville Wyefield
第 88 頁 - Dis's waggon ! daffodils, That come before the swallow dares, and take The winds of March with beauty ; violets dim, But sweeter than the lids of Juno's eyes Or Cytherea's breath...
第 14 頁 - Since every man who lives, is born to die, And none can boast sincere felicity, With equal mind, what happens, let us bear, Nor joy, nor grieve too much for things beyond our care. Like pilgrims to the appointed place we tend; The world's an inn, and death the journey's end. Even kings but play; and when their part is done, Some other, worse or better, mount the throne.
第 10 頁 - And elegance, and taste : the faultless form, Shaped by the hand of harmony ; the cheek, Where the live crimson, through the native white Soft-shooting, o'er the face diffuses bloom, And every nameless grace ; the parted lip, Like the red rose-bud moist with morning dew, Breathing delight...
第 31 頁 - Oh, knew he but his happiness, of men The happiest he! who far from public rage, Deep in the vale, with a choice few retir'd, Drinks the pure pleasures of the Rural Life.
第 4 頁 - The reverend champion stood. At his control Despair and anguish fled the struggling soul ; Comfort came down the trembling wretch to raise, And his last faltering accents whispered praise.
第 66 頁 - How could you say my face was fair, And yet that face forsake? How could you win my virgin heart, Yet leave that heart to break?
第 139 頁 - I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
第 90 頁 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence., and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.