Memoirs of Mrs. Inchbald: Including Her Familiar Correspondence with the Most Distinguished Persons of Her Time. To which are Added The Massacre, and A Case of Conscience; Now First Published from Her Autograph Copies, Volym 2R. Bentley, 1833 |
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Memoirs of Mrs. Inchbald: Including Her Familiar Correspondence ..., Volym 2 James Boaden Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1833 |
Memoirs of Mrs. Inchbald: Including Her Familiar Correspondence ..., Volym 2 James Boaden Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1833 |
Memoirs of Mrs. Inchbald: Including Her Familiar Correspondence ..., Volym 2 James Boaden Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1833 |
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Sida 133 - The Oracles are dumb ; No voice or hideous hum Runs through the arched roof in words deceiving. Apollo from his shrine Can no more divine, With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving. No nightly trance, or breathed spell, Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Sida 268 - If my step hath turned out of the way, And mine heart walked after mine eyes, And if any blot hath cleaved to mine hands; Then let me sow, and let another eat; Yea, let my offspring be rooted out.
Sida 51 - ... all the actors of my time, that the style of no author whatsoever gave their memory less trouble than that of sir John Vanbrugh ; which I myself, who have been charged with several of his strongest characters, can confirm by a pleasing experience.
Sida 267 - But I say unto you, That whosoever shall put away his wife, saving for the cause of fornication, causeth her to commit adultery: and whosoever shall marry her that is divorced committeth adultery.
Sida 269 - Give me the map there. — Know, that we have divided, In three, our kingdom : and 'tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age ; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburden'd crawl toward death Our son of Cornwall, And you, our no less loving son of Albany, We have this hour a constant will to publish Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife May be prevented now.
Sida 241 - The play so highly praised by Mr. Moore is the comedy of ' Wives as they Were and Maids as they Are.
Sida 190 - I will now mention the calamity of a neighbour, by many degrees the first female writer in the world, as she is called by the Edinburgh Reviewers. Madame de Stael asked a lady of my acquaintance to introduce her to me. The lady was our mutual acquaintance, of course, and so far, my friend as to conceal my place of abode ; yet she menaced me with a visit from the Baroness of Holstein, if I would not consent to meet her at a third house. After much persuasion, I did so. I admired Madame de Stael much...
Sida 113 - Iliad,' as Dacier condescend to give comments on ' The Mountaineers.' Be that as it may, I willingly subscribe myself an unlettered woman, and as willingly yield to you all those scholastic honours which you have so excellently described in the following play.
Sida 152 - I was reading it ; never said or thought, that's a fine sentiment — or, that is well expressed — or that is well invented. I believed all to be real, and was affected as I should be by the real scenes if they had passed before my eyes : it is truly and deeply pathetic.
Sida 206 - Many a time this winter, when I cried with cold, I said to myself—' But, thank God, my sister has not to stir from her room; she has her fire lighted every morning ; all her provision bought, and brought to her ready cooked ; she would be less able to bear what I bear...