Belgravia: A London Magazine, Volume 77Chatto and Windus, 1892 |
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... Graves ? It will make me sick when I see your name , The Honourable Jane Herries , ' at all sorts of fashionable functions that I've never been given the chance of attending . You'll be presented , too ! I feel it . It's a shame that ...
... Graves ? It will make me sick when I see your name , The Honourable Jane Herries , ' at all sorts of fashionable functions that I've never been given the chance of attending . You'll be presented , too ! I feel it . It's a shame that ...
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... Graves for themselves , at the wedding breakfast . But now she was shorn of these joys through her grandfather's death . There was no bridal dress , there were no wedding guests or wedding breakfast , and it seemed to the few who ...
... Graves for themselves , at the wedding breakfast . But now she was shorn of these joys through her grandfather's death . There was no bridal dress , there were no wedding guests or wedding breakfast , and it seemed to the few who ...
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... Graves's very delightful , very aristocratic , but perhaps rather dull and secluded old home . She had hailed the prospect gladly , but not with any pro- fession of love or gratitude to the man who had opened it up to her . With a ...
... Graves's very delightful , very aristocratic , but perhaps rather dull and secluded old home . She had hailed the prospect gladly , but not with any pro- fession of love or gratitude to the man who had opened it up to her . With a ...
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... Graves sustained the reputation his countrymen have gained , and took his pleasures very sadly . It was like finding ... Graves was a mere jumble of unintelligible gibberish . " He is the handsomest and finest , as well as the most fasci ...
... Graves sustained the reputation his countrymen have gained , and took his pleasures very sadly . It was like finding ... Graves was a mere jumble of unintelligible gibberish . " He is the handsomest and finest , as well as the most fasci ...
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... Graves put in as an extra inducement ; and there came a very curious look in her eyes , a sort of danger - signal , when he made answer coolly : " Thank you , Mrs. Graves , but I'm boor enough to devote myself entirely to my gun in ...
... Graves put in as an extra inducement ; and there came a very curious look in her eyes , a sort of danger - signal , when he made answer coolly : " Thank you , Mrs. Graves , but I'm boor enough to devote myself entirely to my gun in ...
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Page 361 - Happy in this, she is not yet so old But she may learn; happier than this, She is not bred so dull but she can learn ; Happiest of all is, that her gentle spirit Commits itself to yours to be directed, As from her lord, her governor, her king.
Page 366 - TIGER! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, and what art, Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
Page 359 - He led me through his gardens fair Where all his golden pleasures grow. With sweet May dews my wings were wet, And Phoebus fired my vocal rage; He caught me in his silken net, And shut me in his golden cage. He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then, laughing, sports and plays with me; Then stretches out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty.
Page 370 - I am not ashamed, afraid, or averse to tell you what ought to be told — that I am under the direction of messengers from heaven, daily and nightly.
Page 370 - Angels, & tremble at the Tasks set before us; if we refuse to do Spiritual Acts because of Natural Fears or Natural Desires ! Who can describe the dismal torments of such a state ! — I too well remember the Threats I heard ! — "If you, who are organised by Divine Providence for spiritual communion, Refuse, & bury your Talent in the Earth, even tho' you should want Natural Bread, Sorrow & Desperation pursues you thro' life, & after death shame & confusion of face to eternity.
Page 370 - But if we fear to do the dictates of our angels, and tremble at the tasks set before us; if we refuse to do spiritual acts because of natural fears or natural desires; who can describe the dismal torments of such a state! — I too well remember the threats I heard! — 'If you, who are...
Page 311 - Shakespeare knew the human mind and its most minute and intimate workings, and he never introduces a word or a thought in vain or out of place...
Page 366 - What the hammer ? what the chain ? In what furnace was thy brain ? What the anvil ? what dread grasp Dare its deadly terrors clasp ? When the stars threw down their spears, And watered heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see ? Did he who made the lamb make thee...