Young Hearts: A Novel by a Recluse. With a Preface by Miss Jane Porter, Volume 1Saunders and Otley, 1834 |
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... god , and I will pardon thy fretful humour , and strive to make thee once again my own merry Cathleen . " A deep blush mantled on the cheek of VOL . I. B Cathleen . Not daring to meet the enquiring glance of YOUNG HEARTS. ...
... god , and I will pardon thy fretful humour , and strive to make thee once again my own merry Cathleen . " A deep blush mantled on the cheek of VOL . I. B Cathleen . Not daring to meet the enquiring glance of YOUNG HEARTS. ...
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... once let the mine be ready for the match , and Mary Belville becomes a spark of fire- papa , nor aught in his garrison , are spared , - in an instant , the grave , sedate , precise young lady , starts into a good - for - nothing ...
... once let the mine be ready for the match , and Mary Belville becomes a spark of fire- papa , nor aught in his garrison , are spared , - in an instant , the grave , sedate , precise young lady , starts into a good - for - nothing ...
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... once more , that he might be fully convinced of the respecta- bility of its appearance . Fair and spotless looked the paper , con- trasted with his own ebony skin , but , alas ! when Mary stretched forth her white and deli- cate fingers ...
... once more , that he might be fully convinced of the respecta- bility of its appearance . Fair and spotless looked the paper , con- trasted with his own ebony skin , but , alas ! when Mary stretched forth her white and deli- cate fingers ...
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... . " Turn over . " Ma ' says , promises are like pie crusts , made to be broke ! but I hope yours are not . So , once more , God bless you . " B. H. " " Upon my word , " said Henry , as D 2 YOUNG HEARTS . 51 "Dear, dear Miss Belville, ...
... . " Turn over . " Ma ' says , promises are like pie crusts , made to be broke ! but I hope yours are not . So , once more , God bless you . " B. H. " " Upon my word , " said Henry , as D 2 YOUNG HEARTS . 51 "Dear, dear Miss Belville, ...
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... A constant melancholy had chased from the fair and polished brow the exquisite smile that once was the admira- tion of all who gazed on the perfect face of Walter Maynard's only child . Mary felt that time 76 YOUNG HEARTS .
... A constant melancholy had chased from the fair and polished brow the exquisite smile that once was the admira- tion of all who gazed on the perfect face of Walter Maynard's only child . Mary felt that time 76 YOUNG HEARTS .
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affection affectionate assured beautiful behold beloved Betty bless blooming blush bosom breast bright bright eyes Cath Cathleen cheek cheer child companion continued convinced cried Miss Belville darling daugh daughter dear boy dear father dear Mary dear vife delighted dread Ellen enquired exclaimed eyes face fair father's ward favourite fear feel felt fond foster-sister garet gazed gentle girl glance guardian hall hand happy Harry Mordaunt HARVARD COLLEGE heart Henry Higginbottom hour JANE PORTER kind Kitty Enfield larn laugh leen lips listen look Margaret Mary Belville massa mind mother Nancy neral ness never nosegay old woman parents passed perfect stranger Pompey poor possessed pride rapture replied rest seat sigh silent sister smile sorrow spirits stood stranger sure sweet sweet child tears tenderness thee thing thou art thought tion village voice walk Walter Maynard watch widow wife wish young Mordaunt youth
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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...