Memoirs of a Femme de Chambre, Том 2B. Tauchnitz, 1846 - 440 страници |
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... tears " But won't you try and see her ? " in her eyes . " I cannot force myself into her presence , " answered Mr. Lacy ; “ but every day I will call at your house to inquire after her health , hoping and trusting that the hour will ...
... tears " But won't you try and see her ? " in her eyes . " I cannot force myself into her presence , " answered Mr. Lacy ; “ but every day I will call at your house to inquire after her health , hoping and trusting that the hour will ...
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... tears that scorch the eyelids as they flow , but tears that seem to loosen the iron band that binds my temples , and to melt the dull hard stone in my breast . I came home , and knelt by my bedside my Prayer - book was in my hand : I ...
... tears that scorch the eyelids as they flow , but tears that seem to loosen the iron band that binds my temples , and to melt the dull hard stone in my breast . I came home , and knelt by my bedside my Prayer - book was in my hand : I ...
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... tears . He instantly raised her , and , replacing her on the sofa , with a voice of authority desired her to be calm , and to compose herself . She obeyed , and in a few minutes , and with an altered manner , she again addressed him ...
... tears . He instantly raised her , and , replacing her on the sofa , with a voice of authority desired her to be calm , and to compose herself . She obeyed , and in a few minutes , and with an altered manner , she again addressed him ...
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... I sat , that long night through ; my aunt had sunk into the heavy slumber of exhaustion , her hand in mine , her head on my shoulder . I dared not move scarcely breathe ; hot searing tears were slowly chasing ' each other down my cheeks 32.
... I sat , that long night through ; my aunt had sunk into the heavy slumber of exhaustion , her hand in mine , her head on my shoulder . I dared not move scarcely breathe ; hot searing tears were slowly chasing ' each other down my cheeks 32.
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Marguerite Countess of Blessington. tears were slowly chasing ' each other down my cheeks , and the storm within was raging wildly in my breast - but I did not pray ; I could not : a sheet of lead seemed to stretch itself between me and ...
Marguerite Countess of Blessington. tears were slowly chasing ' each other down my cheeks , and the storm within was raging wildly in my breast - but I did not pray ; I could not : a sheet of lead seemed to stretch itself between me and ...
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Alice answer asked aunt beautiful blessed Brandon Buxton calm carriage cheeks cher child countenance dear death dinner door dreadful Duchess Edward Ellen Elmsley exclaimed eyes face Farnley father fear feel felt Femme de Chambre Forestville Fraser girl give glance governess Hampstead hand happy heard heart Henry Henry Lovell Henry's hope hour husband Jefferson Kensington Gardens kind Lacy Lady Almondbury Lady Caldersfoot Lady Louisa Ladyship laudanum leave letter libertine lips looked Lord Almondbury Lord Willamere Lovell Ma'am Madam maître d'hôtel manner Manvers married Middleton mind Miss Stratford mistress morning mother never nosegay once painful pale passion Passion Flower person pity poor pray present rendered Renfrewshire replied seemed Selina servant sister smile soul speak spirit suffered tears tell thing thought told trembled turned uncle uttered voice walked wife wish woman words young
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Страница 59 - Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart.
Страница 264 - If thou hadst known, even thou, at least in this thy day, the things which belong to thy peace ! but now they are hid from thine eyes.
Страница 55 - is wife (Not to mention the 'ousemaid an' cook), To come in an' 'ands up an' be still, An' honestly work for my bread, My livin' in that state of life To which it shall please God to call Me!
Страница 166 - A fixed figure for the time of scorn To point his slow unmoving finger at ! Yet could I bear that too ; well, very well : But there, where I have garner'd up my heart, Where either I must live, or bear no life ; The fountain from the which my current runs, Or else dries up ; to be discarded thence ! Or keep it as a cistern for foul toads To knot and gender in ! Turn thy complexion there, Patience, thou young and rose-lipp'd cherubin, — Ay, there, look grim as hell ! Des.
Страница 14 - PEACE be to this house, and to all that dwell in it. IT When he cometh into the sick man's presence, he shall say, kneeling down, REMEMBER not, LORD, our iniquities, nor the iniquities of our forefathers ; Spare us, good LORD, spare thy people, whom thou hast redeemed with thy most precious blood ; and be not angry with us for ever.
Страница 88 - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
Страница 30 - I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, For it must seem their guilt. [Exit. Knocking within. MACB. Whence is that knocking? How is't with me, when every noise appals me? What hands are here? ha! they pluck out mine eyes! Will all great Neptune's ocean wash this blood Clean from my hand? No; this my hand will rather The multitudinous seas incarnadine, Making the green one red.
Страница 234 - If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace.
Страница 182 - I'll never love thee more. As Alexander I will reign, And I will reign alone ; My thoughts did evermore disdain A rival on my throne. He either fears his fate too much, Or his deserts are small, Who dares not put it to the touch, To gain or lose it all.
Страница 259 - There was a laughing Devil in his sneer, That raised emotions both of rage and fear; And where his frown of hatred darkly fell, Hope withering fled, and Mercy sigh'd farewell!