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Madame La Motte watched over her with tender anxiety , and observed with
admiration her patient sweetness and mild resignation . Adeline amply repaid her
, though she thought she could not .Young as I am , she would say , and deserted
...
Madame La Motte watched over her with tender anxiety , and observed with
admiration her patient sweetness and mild resignation . Adeline amply repaid her
, though she thought she could not .Young as I am , she would say , and deserted
...
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That she might indulge them without restraint , she went to a window that looked
upon an open part of the forest : all was gloom and silence ; she stood for some
time viewing the shadowy scene . The first tender tints of morning now appeared
...
That she might indulge them without restraint , she went to a window that looked
upon an open part of the forest : all was gloom and silence ; she stood for some
time viewing the shadowy scene . The first tender tints of morning now appeared
...
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Thy tender cups , that graceful swell , Droop sad beneath her chilly dew ; Thy
odours seek their silken cell , And twilight veils their languid hue . But soon , fair
flower ! the morn shall rise , And rear again thy pensive head ; Again unveil thy ...
Thy tender cups , that graceful swell , Droop sad beneath her chilly dew ; Thy
odours seek their silken cell , And twilight veils their languid hue . But soon , fair
flower ! the morn shall rise , And rear again thy pensive head ; Again unveil thy ...
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Adeline listened in surprise , and insensibly became soothed and interested ; a
tender melancholy stole upon her heart , and subdued every harsher feeling : but
the moment the strain ceased , the enchantment dissolved , and she returned to ...
Adeline listened in surprise , and insensibly became soothed and interested ; a
tender melancholy stole upon her heart , and subdued every harsher feeling : but
the moment the strain ceased , the enchantment dissolved , and she returned to ...
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In the midst of the banquet , soft music again sounded the most tender and
impassioned airs ; but its effect on Adeline was now lost , her mind being too
much embarrassed and distressed by the presence of the Marquis to admit even
the ...
In the midst of the banquet , soft music again sounded the most tender and
impassioned airs ; but its effect on Adeline was now lost , her mind being too
much embarrassed and distressed by the presence of the Marquis to admit even
the ...
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abbey Adeline affected agitation answered apartment appeared apprehension attention believe brought called chamber circumstances concealed concerning conduct continued conversation countenance danger dark discovered distance distress door doubt dreadful endeavoured entered escape express eyes father fear feel felt followed forest further hand heard heart hope hour imagination immediately inquired interest kindness late leave length less light listened live looked lost Louis Madame La Motte manner Marquis master means mind moment morning never night object observed occasion once opened ordered passed perceived perhaps person Peter possible present proceeded quitted raised reached reason recollected remained replied retired returned scene seemed seen sighed silent sometimes soon sound speak spirits steps stood stranger suffered sure surprise tears tender terror Theodore thought till tion took trembling turned voice walked walls window wish
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Страница 41 - Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods More free from peril than the envious court? Here feel we but the penalty of Adam, — The seasons...
Страница 190 - THOU, to whom the world unknown With all its shadowy shapes is shown ; Who see'st appall'd th' unreal scene, While Fancy lifts the veil between : Ah Fear ! Ah frantic Fear ! I see, I see thee near. I know thy hurried step, thy haggard eye ! Like thee I start, like thee disorder'd fly...
Страница 19 - The thistle shook its lonely head ; the moss whistled to the wind." A Gothjc gate richly ornamented with fret-work, which opened into the main body of the edifice, but which was now obstructed with brushwood, remained entire. Above the vast and magnificent portal of this gate arose a window of the same order, whose pointed arches still exhibited fragments of stained glass, once the pride of monkish devotion. La Motte, thinking it possible it might yet shelter some human being, advanced to the gate,...
Страница 109 - Upon Adeline, who was yet insensible, he gazed with an eager admiration, which seemed to absorb all the faculties of his mind. She was, indeed, an object not to be contemplated with indifference. Her beauty, touched with the languid delicacy of illness, gained from sentiment what it lost in bloom. The negligence of her dress, loosened for the purpose of freer respiration, discovered those glowing charms, which her auburn tresses, that fell in profusion over her bosom, shaded, but could not conceal.
Страница 195 - The walls were painted in fresco, representing scenes from Ovid,* and hung above with silk drawn up in festoons and richly fringed. The sofas were of a silk to suit the hangings. From the centre of the ceiling, which exhibited a scene from the Armida of Tasso,* descended a silver lamp of Etruscan form:* it diffused a blaze of light, that, reflected from large pier glasses,* completely illuminated the saloon. Busts of Horace, Ovid, Anacreon, Tibullus, and Petronius Arbiter,* adorned the recesses,...
Страница 202 - I watch the gay tints passing swift, And twilight veil the liquid plain. Then, when the breeze has sunk away, And ocean scarce is heard to lave, For me the sea-nymphs softly play Their dulcet shells beneath the wave. Their dulcet shells! I hear them now, Slow swells the strain upon mine ear; Now faintly falls— now warbles low, Till rapture melts into a tear. The ray that silvers o'er the dew, And trembles through the leafy shade, And tints the scene with softer hue, Calls me to rove the lonely...
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| Наслов | The romance of the forest, by the authoress of 'A Sicilian romance'. Томови 43-44 књиге Brit. novelists, new ed Том 1 књиге The romance of the forest, by the authoress of 'A Sicilian romance', Ann Radcliffe |
| Аутор | Ann Radcliffe |
| Издао/ла | 1820 |
| Оригинал из | Универзитет Оксфорд |
| Дигитализовано | 21 сеп 2007 |
| Извоз навода | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |