The Court-partial, of 18--. A Tale of Military Life, Том 1T.C. Newby, 1844 |
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... exclaim with La Bruyère " Où est l'agrément d'Amour ? ” " Where is the charm of loving ? " Where , oh where the sweetness , Once to time and nature Gave such bloom and fleetness ? Where the bounding heart ? Where the lips ' wild ...
... exclaim with La Bruyère " Où est l'agrément d'Amour ? ” " Where is the charm of loving ? " Where , oh where the sweetness , Once to time and nature Gave such bloom and fleetness ? Where the bounding heart ? Where the lips ' wild ...
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... Other barks , tempest tost , to the last may endure , But no haven , no hope for ' l'agrément d'amour . ' But truce with this moralising , lest some impatient reader should exclaim that he has stumbled on an 6 THE COURT - PARTIAL .
... Other barks , tempest tost , to the last may endure , But no haven , no hope for ' l'agrément d'amour . ' But truce with this moralising , lest some impatient reader should exclaim that he has stumbled on an 6 THE COURT - PARTIAL .
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Court-partial. impatient reader should exclaim that he has stumbled on an essay , instead of a novel , and ask in thundering tone- Your history whither are you spinning ? ( Plague on the weary scribbling sect ! ) What , in the very first ...
Court-partial. impatient reader should exclaim that he has stumbled on an essay , instead of a novel , and ask in thundering tone- Your history whither are you spinning ? ( Plague on the weary scribbling sect ! ) What , in the very first ...
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... exclaimed Lady Carlton , sur- prised out of her usual equanimity by her daughter's confession . " May I ask , " she re- iterated , " who is the favoured lover ? " 66 Nay , mamma , I did not say there was one at all . I merely supposed a ...
... exclaimed Lady Carlton , sur- prised out of her usual equanimity by her daughter's confession . " May I ask , " she re- iterated , " who is the favoured lover ? " 66 Nay , mamma , I did not say there was one at all . I merely supposed a ...
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... exclaimed , waking in the middle of the night , after her first interview with her friend . 66 Papa ! " " Well , my ... exclaiming- . “ this is dear Horace , papa ! who is so very kind to me ! " Major Rostrevor offered his hand to the ...
... exclaimed , waking in the middle of the night , after her first interview with her friend . 66 Papa ! " " Well , my ... exclaiming- . “ this is dear Horace , papa ! who is so very kind to me ! " Major Rostrevor offered his hand to the ...
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