The Honey-moon, Τόμος 1

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Σελίδα 164 - For want of a nail, the shoe was lost, For want of a shoe, the horse was lost, For want of a horse, the rider was lost, For want of a rider, the battle was lost. For want of a battle, the kingdom was lost. And all for the want of a horseshoe nail.
Σελίδα 60 - Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick: with them the oars were silver; "Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It...
Σελίδα 90 - ... rushed through the flames, and escaped ; I thought only of my mother, and hurried to her room. The fire raged around me; it encircled — hemmed me in. I believed that I must die, when suddenly I felt myself seized upon and borne away. I looked on my preserver — it was Lord Reginald Desborough. For many Sundays past, when at church, I knew that Lord Reginald's eyes were fixed on me. He had met me and Susan in our walks ; he had called at our cottage. There was fascination in his eye, in his...
Σελίδα 94 - ... all in difficulty — all needed large assistance — all depended on me. Lastly, my own sister Susan appealed to me — but hers was the most moderate request of all — she only wished for twenty pounds. I gave it her at once from my own purse. As soon as I saw my mother I explained to her my difficulties. She told me that she expected this, and that it broke her heart: I must summon courage and resist these demands. That my father's imprudence had ruined him, and that he must encounter the...
Σελίδα 88 - I am now an outcast and a wretch? I will tell my story — let others judge me; my mind is bewildered, I cannot judge myself. My father was a land steward to a wealthy nobleman. He married young, and had several children. He then lost his wife, and remained fifteen years a widower, when he married again a young girl, the daughter of a clergyman, who died, leaving a numerous offspring in extreme poverty. My maternal grandfather had been a man of sensibility and genius; my mother inherited many of...
Σελίδα 91 - ... the interval. He saw no deficiencies in our mode of life — in my dress ; he was satisfied with all ; he was tender, assiduous, and kind, even to my elder sisters ; he seemed to adore my mother, and became a brother to my sister Susan. She was in love, and asked him to intercede to gain her parents
Σελίδα 90 - ... with our lives. My father bore out my mother in his arms, and then tried to save a portion of his property. The roof of the cottage fell in on him. He was dug out after an hour, scorched, maimed, crippled for life. We were all saved, but by a miracle only was I preserved. I and my sister were awoke by cries of fire. The cottage was already enveloped in flames. Susan, with her accustomed intrepidity, rushed through the flames, and escaped ; I thought only of my mother, and hurried to her room....
Σελίδα 92 - ... offspring of my lowly paternal hearth, and my mother's enlightened piety was deeply implanted in my mind, that all had as good a right to the comforts of life as myself, or even as my husband. My charities, they were called— they seemed to me the payment of my debts to my fellow-creatures — were abundant. Lord Reginald peremptorily checked them ; but as I had a large allowance for my own expenses, I denied myself a thousand luxuries to which it appeared to me I had no right, for the sake...
Σελίδα 90 - ... answer it. My mother once perceived these glances, and took an opportunity to appeal to Lord Reginald's good feelings, not to make me miserable for life, by implanting an attachment that could only be productive of unhappiness. His answer was to ask me in marriage. I need not say that my mother gratefully consented — that my father, confined to his bed since the fire, thanked God with rapture; that my sisters were transported by delight : I was the least surprised then, though the most happy....
Σελίδα 59 - I trod its motley streets with less respect for its history than for its immortal legend : — for was it not here that the gay Mercutio and the haughty Tybalt ran their brief career ? — along these very streets went the masked...

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