Vandeleur; or, Animal magnetism [by M. Pisani].1836 |
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Marianna Pisani. all the dreamy delight of a romance read in some speaking eye , or some tragedy in the haughty and revengeful lip . And if this blend- ing of story and of painting was a sin against the latter , I can only say as I have ...
Marianna Pisani. all the dreamy delight of a romance read in some speaking eye , or some tragedy in the haughty and revengeful lip . And if this blend- ing of story and of painting was a sin against the latter , I can only say as I have ...
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... calm and heavenly resigna- tion and pensiveness . The brow and even the cheek were still of marble whiteness ; but it seemed to speak of sorrow that had nearly passed away , and only left those enduring traces to mark 8 VANDELEUR .
... calm and heavenly resigna- tion and pensiveness . The brow and even the cheek were still of marble whiteness ; but it seemed to speak of sorrow that had nearly passed away , and only left those enduring traces to mark 8 VANDELEUR .
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... speaking , and should certainly have doubted the fact , but that he recollected to have heard his pupil more than once say that she was read- ing to his mamma in her dressing - room - and his word he could not doubt . Still , reading ...
... speaking , and should certainly have doubted the fact , but that he recollected to have heard his pupil more than once say that she was read- ing to his mamma in her dressing - room - and his word he could not doubt . Still , reading ...
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... speaking though unconscious smile , told even to the youthful brother , far better than words could have done , not only that his first con- jecture was the right one , but that she would gladly share , not her large fortune alone , but ...
... speaking though unconscious smile , told even to the youthful brother , far better than words could have done , not only that his first con- jecture was the right one , but that she would gladly share , not her large fortune alone , but ...
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... speak of in Miss Wilson is as strange as true , still I absolutely am not jealous ! —and in the next place , because if I did want an object on whom to practise such prettinesses , Lady Augusta could not be the one , as Major VANDELEUR .
... speak of in Miss Wilson is as strange as true , still I absolutely am not jealous ! —and in the next place , because if I did want an object on whom to practise such prettinesses , Lady Augusta could not be the one , as Major VANDELEUR .
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Vandeleur: Or, Animal Magnetism. A Novel ... Marianna [Pisani (Mme.]) Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1836 |
Vandeleur, Or, Animal Magnetism: A Novel, Volym 3 Marianna Pisani Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1836 |
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Sida 14 - He is an evening reveller who makes His life an infancy, and sings his fill; At intervals, some bird from out the brakes Starts into voice a moment, then is still, There seems a floating whisper on the hill, But that is fancy, for the starlight dews All silently their tears of love instil. Weeping themselves away, till they infuse Deep into Nature's breast the spirit of her hues.
Sida 297 - Had wander'd from its dwelling, and her eyes They had not their own lustre, but the look Which is not of the earth; she was become The queen of a fantastic realm; her thoughts Were combinations of disjointed things; And forms impalpable and unperceived Of others
Sida 286 - Above the green elms, that a cottage was near, And I said : "If there's peace to be found in the world, The heart that is humble might hope for it here.
Sida 274 - Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? — God ! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God!
Sida 274 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD!
Sida 131 - Kindly she chides his boyish flights, while he Will for a moment fix'd and pensive be ; And as she trembling speaks, his lively eyes Explore her looks, he listens to her sighs; Charm'd by her voice, th...
Sida 119 - Have pity on my sore distress, I scarce can speak for weariness. Stretch forth thy hand, and have no fear, Said Christabel, How earnest thou here ? And the lady, whose voice was faint and sweet, Did thus pursue her answer meet : — My sire is of a noble line, And my name is...
Sida 205 - YET do I live! O how shall I sustain This vast unutterable weight of woe ? This worse than hunger, poverty, or pain, Or all the complicated ills below ? She, in whose life my hopes were treasur'd all.
Sida 199 - Her hands were clasp'd— her eyes upturn'd, Dropping their tears like moonlight rain ; And, though her lip, fond raver ! burn'd With words of passion, bold, profane, Yet was there light around her brow, A holiness in those dark eyes, Which show'd — though wandering earthward now,Her spirit's home was in the skies.
Sida 274 - GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD! GOD!