The British Novelists: With an Essay, and Prefaces, Biographical and Critical by Mrs. Barbauld, Volume 27F. C. and J. Rivington, 1810 |
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Adieu affection Agnes amiable Anfield attention beauty Bendham blush bosom brother charms child COLONEL BELVILLE Colonel Mandeville cousin creature cried daughter dean dean's dear death delicacy despair dreadful Emily Howard endeavour esteem exclaimed eyes father favour fear felt Fondville fortune friendship GEORGE MORDAUNT give hand happy Harry Mandeville heard heart Heaven HENRY MANDEVILLE Henry's honour hope hour indulge innocent Lady Anne Wilmot Lady Belmont Lady Clementina Lady Julia Lady Mary leave letter live look Lord Belmont Lord Melvin lordship's mankind marriage marry mind morning mother neral ness never obliged once parents passion person pity pleasure poor racter Rebecca received Rochdale sensibility sentiments servant smile sorrow soul sweet taste tears tell tender thing thought tion told uncle vanity village village maids virtue whilst wife William wish woman wretched young Henry youth
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Page 43 - Alas ! your fathers did by other arts Draw those kind ties around their simple hearts, And led in other paths their ductile will ; By succour, faithful counsel, courteous cheer, Won them the ancient manners to revere, To prize their country's peace, and heaven's due rites fulfil.
Page 342 - After-reflection made her check those worldly transports as unfit for the present solemn occasion. But, alas ! to her earth and William were so closely united that till she forsook the one she could never cease to think without the contending passions of hope, of fear, of joy, of love, of shame and of despair on the other.
Page 347 - And she acknowledges the justice of her sentence, not only in respect of the crime for which she suffers, but in regard to many other heinous sins of which she has been guilty, more especially that of once attempting to commit a murder upon her own helpless child, for which guilt she now considers the vengeance of God has overtaken her, to which she is patiently resigned, and departs in peace and charity with all the world, praying the Lord to have mercy on her parting soul.
Page 43 - O blind of choice and to yourselves untrue ! The young grove shoots, their bloom the fields renew, The mansion asks its lord, the swains their friend ; While he doth riot's orgies haply share, Or tempt the gamester's dark, destroying snare, Or at some courtly shrine with slavish incense bend.
Page 321 - How often, says an excellent writer, do we err in our estimate of happiness ! When I hear of a man who has noble parks, splendid palaces, and every luxury in life, I always inquire whom he has to love ; and, if I find he has nobody or does not love those he has — in the midst of all his grandeur I pronounce him a being in deep adversity.
Page 249 - You have given him dominion over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet, all sheep and oxen, and also the beasts of the field, the birds of the air, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes along the paths of the sea.
Page 345 - Oh, not from you!" The piercing shriek which accompanied these words prevented their being heard by part of the audience, and those who heard them thought little of their meaning, more than that they expressed her fear of dying. Serene and dignified as if no such exclamation had been uttered, William delivered the fatal speech ending with,
Page 195 - ... prolonged my walk till evening had, almost unperceived, spread its gloomy horrors round ; till the varied tints of the flowers were lost in the deepening shades of night. Awaking at once from the reverie in which I had been plunged, I found myself at a distance from the house, just entering the little wood so loved by my charming friend ; the very moment increasing darkness gave an awful gloom to the trees.
Page 240 - The dean called to him in anger, "Will you never learn the right use of words ? You mean to say a battle." "Then what is a massacre?" cried the frightened, but still curious Henry. "A massacre," replied his uncle, "is when a number of people are slain " "I thought," returned Henry, "soldiers had been people !" "You interrupted me," said the dean, "before I finished my sentence. Certainly, both soldiers and sailors are people, but they engage to die by their own free will and consent.
Page 241 - But the rest are massacred ?" The dean answered, " The number who go to battle unwillingly, and by force, are few ; and for the others, they have previously sold their lives to the state." "For what?" " For soldiers' and sailors' pay." " My father used to tell me, we must not take away our own lives ; but he forgot to tell me, we might sell them for others to take away.