Violet Woodville; Or, The Danseuse: a Portraiture of Human Passions and Characters, Volumen1Carey, Lea & Blanchard, 1836 |
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Términos y frases comunes
admirer affection answered D'Arcy answered Violet asked aware ballet beau ideal beautiful beheld believe better cabriolet character charm coloured countenance Covent Garden D'Arcy's daughter dear declare desire door Dupas Emily Norris Emily's exclaimed D'Arcy eyes father fear feelings gentleman girl give Goring handsome happy Harcourt heard heart heavens hope Hummings inquired Kensington Gardens King's Theatre knew landrails Larray laugh least looked Lord Stan Lord Stanmore lover Madame Madlle Mamma marry mean mind Miss Norris Miss Woodville morning mother never night Norris's once Opera opera-dancer parents passion perhaps person pity pleasure poor Poor Violet racter seen smile sort speak spirit spoke Stanmore's suppose sure talk tears tell there's thing thought tion to-morrow told turned unhappy Violet felt Violet Woodville Violet Woodville's voice walk wish woman wonder Wood word young lady young rascal
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Página 122 - Since, if my plaints serve not to approve The conquest of thy beauty, It comes not from defect of love, But from excess of duty. For, knowing that I sue to serve A saint of such perfection, As all desire, but none deserve, A place in her affection, I rather choose to want relief Than venture the revealing; Where glory recommends the grief, Despair distrusts the healing.
Página 130 - Woe waits the insect and the maid; A life of pain, the loss of peace, From infant's play and man's caprice; The lovely toy so fiercely sought...
Página 202 - Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: Oh, no! it is an ever fixed mark, That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Página 69 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age and dust ; Who in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days ; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust.
Página 7 - Not a tree, A plant, a leaf, a blossom, but contains a folio volume. Ye are the stars of earth — and dear to me Is each small twinkling gem that wanders free, 'Mid glade or woodland, or by murm'ring stream, For ye to me are more than sweet or fair, I love ye for the mem'ries that ye bear ; Or bygone hours, whose bliss was but a dream.
Página 112 - ... be astonished at the number of small and longforgotten sorrows he had undergone ; things so little tangible, that the pen could not define, and the tongue would have been despised for uttering them. D'Arcy, after greeting Violet as usual, withdrew himself from her, and obligingly took up the attention of her parents and of M. Dupas, who was also in the room. A sufficiently animated conversation was thus got up between these four persons, which left Lord Stanmore at liberty to approach Miss Woodville....
Página 88 - Gives notice to th' awakening world within us, Of the full blazing orb that soon shall rise, And kindle all its passions. Then begin Sorrow and joy : unutterable joy, And rapturous sorrow.
Página 7 - OR GEMS OF FLOWERS AND POETRY, being an Alphabetical arrangement of Flowers, with appropriate Poetical illustrations, embellished with 24 Coloured Plates, by a Lady : to which is added a Botanical Description of the various parts of a Flower, and the Dial of Flowers. Bound in embossed morocco, with gilt edges.
Página 121 - Wrong not, sweet mistress of my heart, The merit of true passion, With thinking that he feels no smart, Who sues for no compassion. Since, if my plaints were not t' approve, The conquest of thy beauty, It comes not from defect of love, But fear t
Página 69 - E'en such is time ! which takes in trust Our youth, our joys, and all we have; And pays us naught but age and dust, Which, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days. And from which grave, and earth, and dust, The Lord shall raise me up I trust.