Fathers and Sons: A Novel, Volume 1H. Colburn, 1842 - 315 pages |
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acquaintance admiration affair affection affectionate agreeable Amer Amersham amiable answer anxiety baronet Broadstairs brother called character charming child circumstances Colonel Bruff considered conversation course curaçoa dandyism daugh daughter dear father dear Jane dearest delightful dinner doubt Ellen Emma exceedingly eyes father favour feelings felt Francis Grindle Frank gallant gentle gentleman George's girl governor Grindle's happy hear heard heart honour hope husband Jane Bruff Jane's Jenny knew Lady Cramly Lady Gramm letter look manner marriage marry matter mean ment Miles Black Miles Blackmore mind Miss Bruff Miss Harris Miss Jane Miss Pheezle Nelly ness never object papa party perfectly perhaps person poor racter reader recollect Rumfit scarcely seemed Seraphine sham Sir George Grindle Smylar society sort sure talk tell Theodore Hook thing thought Tiney tion told Versailles wish woman young lady
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Page xv - ... not only witty himself, but the cause of wit in others, he is an admirable companion for youthful idleness and levity.
Page 56 - This was not the beauty — oh ! nothing like this — That to young Nourmahal gave such magic of bliss ; But that loveliness, ever in motion, which plays Like the light upon Autumn's soft shadowy days ; Now here, and now there, giving warmth as it flies From the lips to the cheek, from the cheek to the eyes; Now, melting in mist, and now breaking in gleams, Like the glimpses a saint has of Heav'n in his dreams.
Page 108 - Nothing is so great an instance of ill manners as flattery. If you flatter all the company, you please none : if you flatter only one or two, you affront the rest.
Page 132 - To church, where I found that my coming in a perriwigg did not prove so strange as I was afraid it would, for I thought that all the church would presently have cast their eyes all upon me, but I found no such thing.2 9th.
Page 134 - To make up charms which have the power to move, Through a discerning eye, true love. That is a masterpiece above What only looks and shape can do ; There must be wit, and judgment too ; Greatness of thought, and worth, which draw From the whole world, respect and awe. She that would raise a noble love, must find Ways...
Page 57 - While her laugh, full of life, without any control But the sweet one of gracefulness, rung from her soul; And where it most sparkled no glance could discover, In lip, cheek, or eyes, for she brightened all over,— Like any fair lake that the breeze is upon, When it breaks into dimples and laughs in the sun.
Page 56 - Light breezes will ruffle the flowers sometimes — The short, passing anger but seem'd to awaken New beauty, like flowers that are sweetest when shaken. If tenderness touch'd her, the dark of her eye At once took a darker, a heavenlier dye, From the depth of whose shadow, like holy revealings From innermost shrines, came the light of her feelings ! Then her mirth — oh ! 'twas sportive as ever took wing From...
Page 74 - ... deceiver, an interloper, and a traitor, and no Frank Grindle was to be seen." Smylar, whose presence of mind (as imperturbable impudence is sometimes called) was very remarkable, instead of sinking at old Bruff's feet, like Fatima under the rage of Blue Beard, as she had frequently done at Bullocks-smithy, stood patiently looking him in the face with a wondering expression of countenance, and a most provoking fixedness of eye, and then with unmoved muscles, except indeed some little quivering...
Page 22 - Tis drinking tea on summer afternoons At Bagnigge- Wells, with China and gilt spoons!
Page 22 - tis something new! 'Tis losing thousands ev'ry night at loo! Nature it thwarts, and contradicts all reason; 'Tis stiff French stays, and fruit when out of season! A rose, when half a guinea is the price; A set of bays, scarce bigger than six mice; To visit friends you never wish to see; Marriage 'twixt those, who never can agree; Old dowagers, dressed, painted, patch'd, and curl'd; This is Bon Ton, and this we call the world! *[True, says my Lord; and thou my only son, Whate'er your faults, ne'er...