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... Lady Bradshaigh , he thus gives a picture by which she is to recognise him in the Park . . . one " Short ; rather plump than emaciated about five foot five inches : fair wig ; hand generally in his bosom , the other a cane in it , which ...
... Lady Bradshaigh , he thus gives a picture by which she is to recognise him in the Park . . . one " Short ; rather plump than emaciated about five foot five inches : fair wig ; hand generally in his bosom , the other a cane in it , which ...
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... lady whom he loves and honours : his eye always on the ladies . ” - It was by no accident that the genius of Richard- son is most evident in his portrayal of women . They were his chosen companions and confidants ; though in the matter ...
... lady whom he loves and honours : his eye always on the ladies . ” - It was by no accident that the genius of Richard- son is most evident in his portrayal of women . They were his chosen companions and confidants ; though in the matter ...
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... ladies , " he writes ; " I care not who knows it . " It was not merely because he understood them sympathetically that the women opened their hearts to the great novelist ; it was largely because of his goodness , his purity , his dis ...
... ladies , " he writes ; " I care not who knows it . " It was not merely because he understood them sympathetically that the women opened their hearts to the great novelist ; it was largely because of his goodness , his purity , his dis ...
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... Lady Bradshaigh , in her charming correspondence with him , said she disliked learned women . " I hate to hear Latin out of a woman's mouth . There is something in it to me , mascu- line . " In a half - bantering way , Richardson gently ...
... Lady Bradshaigh , in her charming correspondence with him , said she disliked learned women . " I hate to hear Latin out of a woman's mouth . There is something in it to me , mascu- line . " In a half - bantering way , Richardson gently ...
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... ladies , acquaintances of his four daughters , who , with his lady , compose his family . It was there that I saw beauties without affection ; wit without vanity ; and thought myself trans- ported to an enchanted land . . . " Everything ...
... ladies , acquaintances of his four daughters , who , with his lady , compose his family . It was there that I saw beauties without affection ; wit without vanity ; and thought myself trans- ported to an enchanted land . . . " Everything ...
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Page 42 - Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier, and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call our power to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? DoCT. Do you mark that? LADY M. The thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that: you mar all with this starting.
Page 15 - For, don't you mark ? we're made so that we love First when we see them painted, things we have passed Perhaps a hundred times nor cared to see; And so they are better, painted — better to us, Which is the same thing. Art was given for that; God uses us to help each other so, Lending our minds out.
Page 196 - To move, but doth if th' other do. And, though it in the centre sit, Yet, when the other far doth roam, It leans and hearkens after it, And grows erect as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must Like th
Page 110 - I FIRST adventure, with fool-hardy might, To tread the steps of perilous despite. I first adventure, follow me who list, And be the second English satirist.
Page 147 - ... little in that, would be totally without the power of giving. A classical education, or at any rate a very extensive acquaintance with English literature, ancient and modern, appears to me quite indispensable for the person who would do any justice to your clergyman; and I think I may boast myself to be, with all possible vanity, the most unlearned and uninformed female who ever dared to be an authoress.
Page 245 - tis a lost fear; Man but a rush against Othello's breast, And he retires. Where should Othello go? Now, how dost thou look now? O ill-starr'd wench! Pale as thy smock! when we shall meet at compt, This look of thine will hurl my soul from heaven, And fiends will snatch at it.
Page 78 - A countenance in which did meet Sweet records, promises as sweet; A Creature not too bright or good For human nature's daily food; For transient sorrows, simple wiles, Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears and smiles.
Page 246 - Doth teach us all to have aspiring minds : Our souls, whose faculties can comprehend The wondrous architecture of the world, And measure every wandering planet's course, Still climbing after knowledge infinite, And always moving as the restless spheres, Wills us to wear ourselves and never rest, Until we reach the ripest fruit of all, That perfect bliss and sole felicity, The sweet fruition of an earthly crown.
Page 262 - Enthralls the crimson stomacher, A cuff neglectful, and thereby Ribbands to flow confusedly, A winning wave (deserving note) In the tempestuous petticoat, A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility, Do more bewitch me, than when art Is too precise in every part.
Page 78 - A perfect Woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command; And yet a Spirit still, and bright With something of angelic light.