The Fisher's Daughter: Or, The Wanderings of Wolf, & the Fortunes of Alfred, Being the Sequel to that So Greatly Admired and Popular Work, Entitled, The Cottage on the Cliff
G. Virtue, 1825 - 912 pages
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affection Agatha Singleton Alfred Amelia amiable angel Baroness of Walbergh beautiful mamma Beda beheld beloved bosom brother Captain Singleton Castle of Montault certainly charming cheek child colour countenance Cromer daugh dear Jessy dear lord dearest delighted Dor Hortensia Duchess of Braganza Duke of Braganza exclaimed eyes father Fauchette favourite fear feelings fisher Blust Fisher's Daughter fond George Cleveland girl Grace hand happy heart heaven honour hour husband instantly Jessy Lady Emmeline Lady Lavinia Lady Montague Lady Montault Lady Winstone ladyship living look Lord Montague Montault Lord Orlando Lord Winstone manner Marchese Marchioness Marquis Matilda Russel melancholy mind morning mother never occasion passion Peter Blust poor present replied Rodolph shiver my topsails sigh sister smile spirits sweet tague tears tell thee thing thought tion uttered Venice Violet Vale Winstone Park wish Wolf woman young youth
Page 78 - Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, . Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to misery all he had, a tear: He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend.
Page 80 - And what is friendship but a name, A charm that lulls to sleep ; A shade that follows wealth or fame, But leaves the wretch to weep...
Page 518 - All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know ; All my hopes, where'er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee they go. Every feeling hath been shaken ; Pride, which not a world could bow. Bows to thee — by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now : But 'tis done — all words are idle — Words from me are vainer still ; But the thoughts we cannot bridle Force their way without the will — Fare thee well ! — thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie, Sear'd in heart, and...
Page 7 - What is a man, If his chief good and market of his time Be but to sleep and feed? a beast, no more. Sure he that made us with such large discourse, Looking before and after, gave us not That capability and god-like reason To fust in us unus'd.
Page 129 - For neither man nor angel can discern Hypocrisy, the only evil that walks Invisible, except to God alone...
Page 11 - Yet when I approach Her loveliness, so absolute she seems And in herself complete, so well to know Her own, that what she wills to do or say, Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
Page 129 - Quick with the tale, and ready with the lie — The genial confidante, and general spy — Who could, ye gods! her next employment guess — An only infant's earliest governess! She taught the child to read, and taught so well, That she herself, by teaching, learn'd to spell.
Page 24 - Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain, While that placid sleep came o'er thee Which thou ne'er canst know again : Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show!
Page 11 - Loses, discountenanced, and like folly shows: Authority and reason on her wait, As one intended first, not after made Occasionally; and, to consummate all, Greatness of mind, and nobleness, their seat Build in her loveliest, and create an awe About her, as a guard angelic placed.