The History of Clarissa Harlowe: In a Series of Letters, Volum 6J. Carpenter and William Miller, 1811 |
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... turned into the famous mother H. herself ; and , being an old acquaintance of mother Sinclair , was prevailed upon to assist in my plot upon the young lady . Then , methought , followed a strange scene ; for mother H. longing to hear ...
... turned into the famous mother H. herself ; and , being an old acquaintance of mother Sinclair , was prevailed upon to assist in my plot upon the young lady . Then , methought , followed a strange scene ; for mother H. longing to hear ...
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... turned into a young per- son of the other sex : and although Lovelace was the ab . horred of her soul , yet , fearing it was some other person , it was matter of some consolation to her , when she found it was no other than himself ...
... turned into a young per- son of the other sex : and although Lovelace was the ab . horred of her soul , yet , fearing it was some other person , it was matter of some consolation to her , when she found it was no other than himself ...
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... was resolved to begin where she left off . She turned from me , drawing in her hand , with a re- pulsing and indignant aspect — I meet you once more , said she , because I cannot help it . What have CLARISSA HARLOWE . 23.
... was resolved to begin where she left off . She turned from me , drawing in her hand , with a re- pulsing and indignant aspect — I meet you once more , said she , because I cannot help it . What have CLARISSA HARLOWE . 23.
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... be against my will ! —Unhappy creature that I am , said she , in a kind of phrensy , wringing her hands at the same time , and turning from me , her eyes lifted up ! ( Thy curse O my cruel father , seems to be now in CLARISSA HARLOWE . 25.
... be against my will ! —Unhappy creature that I am , said she , in a kind of phrensy , wringing her hands at the same time , and turning from me , her eyes lifted up ! ( Thy curse O my cruel father , seems to be now in CLARISSA HARLOWE . 25.
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... [ turning from me , ] however irreparable , are but temporary evils . Leave him then . But I would fain avoid qualifying with the wretch , or ' to give him an expectation which I intend not to answer . If I am mistress of my own ...
... [ turning from me , ] however irreparable , are but temporary evils . Leave him then . But I would fain avoid qualifying with the wretch , or ' to give him an expectation which I intend not to answer . If I am mistress of my own ...
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The History of Clarissa Harlowe, in a Series of Letters, Volum 6 Samuel Richardson Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1792 |
The History of Clarissa Harlowe: In a Series of Letters, Volum 6 Samuel Richardson Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1792 |
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Side 423 - For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
Side 415 - Oh that I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness...
Side 416 - As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tabernacle; When the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me; When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil...
Side 303 - A horrid hole of a house, in an alley they call a court; stairs wretchedly narrow, even to the first-floor rooms : and into a den they led me, with broken walls, which had been papered, as I saw by a multitude of tacks, and some torn bits held on by the rusty heads. The floor indeed was clean, but the ceiling was smoked with...