Young Hearts: A Novel by a Recluse. With a Preface by Miss Jane Porter, Volume 1Saunders and Otley, 1834 |
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... fear of being called an impertinent , I would ask what subject is now your mental soliloquy ? I love to learn ! Perhaps it is some problem you find difficult to solve ; and yet methinks it must indeed be a hard one to puzzle the wise ...
... fear of being called an impertinent , I would ask what subject is now your mental soliloquy ? I love to learn ! Perhaps it is some problem you find difficult to solve ; and yet methinks it must indeed be a hard one to puzzle the wise ...
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... fear that her sallies would offend him . Henry addressed her like an affectionate brother , and Mary quickly forgot that she had only known him a few short hours . There was an indescribable charm in the manners of young Mordaunt , that ...
... fear that her sallies would offend him . Henry addressed her like an affectionate brother , and Mary quickly forgot that she had only known him a few short hours . There was an indescribable charm in the manners of young Mordaunt , that ...
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... fear of inconveniencing me , I never wait her return . " Henry was going to remark , that he should think the meal far more delicious with the lovely Mary by his side , when a gentle tap at the door announced a visitor . " Come in , my ...
... fear of inconveniencing me , I never wait her return . " Henry was going to remark , that he should think the meal far more delicious with the lovely Mary by his side , when a gentle tap at the door announced a visitor . " Come in , my ...
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... fear . " " Well , my brave lad , and what did you say to the old scoundrel ? " said young Mor- daunt , patting the glossy hair of the boy , who had worked himself into a rage from the quickness of his feelings . " Me tell you what ...
... fear . " " Well , my brave lad , and what did you say to the old scoundrel ? " said young Mor- daunt , patting the glossy hair of the boy , who had worked himself into a rage from the quickness of his feelings . " Me tell you what ...
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... fear Gibson is not what he ought to be , or he would never have been sinful enough to put a dishonest action into the head of a child like yourself . " " Kind " Ah , massa , Pompey die ten times before him do bad thing ! " replied the ...
... fear Gibson is not what he ought to be , or he would never have been sinful enough to put a dishonest action into the head of a child like yourself . " " Kind " Ah , massa , Pompey die ten times before him do bad thing ! " replied the ...
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Page viii - Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee; for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried. The Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.
Page vii - Intreat me not to leave thee. Whither thou goest, I will •go : thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. Where thou diest will I die, and there be buried. Death alone shall part thee and me.
Page iii - WHO IN THE WORLD, IS NOT OF THIS WORLD; TO THE WOMAN OF TASTE, AND THE CHRISTIAN MATROX: THIS WORK iS DEDICATED, BY THE RESPECT, AND STILL DEEPER SENTIMENT OF THE AUTHOR.
Page 161 - He would have had the opportunity of beholding some of the most beautiful women in the world, and if he...