The Ladies' Gift: Or Souvenir of Friendship

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D.P. King, 1851 - Gift books - 324 pages

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Page 192 - ... not dropped her glove.— Why the deuce had she taken it off.' — A light was sent for, and the moment it came I beheld, in the object of all my indignation, and the cause of all her sorrow— the oldest friend of my life — Charles Franklin. "Why...
Page 138 - To blot out all perils and dangers behind, And but for the future to live : Then how shall it be ? for at every turn Recollection the spirit will fret, And the ashes of injury smoulder and burn, Though we strive to forgive and forget.
Page 109 - And, having dropped the expected bag, pass on. He whistles as he goes, light-hearted wretch, Cold and yet cheerful: messenger of grief Perhaps to thousands, and of joy to some, To him indifferent whether grief or joy.
Page 138 - Brood not on insults or injuries old, For thou art injurious too, — Count not their sum till the total is told, For thou art unkind and untrue : And if all thy harms are forgotten, forgiven, Now mercy with justice is met, Oh, who would not gladly take lessons of heaven, Nor learn to forgive and forget...
Page 177 - She made no answer ; but from the sort of expression which passed over her features, I was very sorry I had made the remark. I was in the greatest possible alarm lest she should require the presence of her maid to play propriety ; but no, she had no such notion. A summons from Mr. Goodman soon put the party in motion, and in a few minutes we were again on our journey — the dear interesting creature and myself tete A tete. " Have you been long at Brighton ? " said I. "Some time," replied the lady...
Page 197 - I heard of your elopement," said I. " Her mother," said Charles, " an old woman as proud as Lucifer, was mad after a title for her, and some old broken-down lord had been wheedled, or coaxed, or cajoled, or...
Page 191 - said the husband. " Yes, dear," said the wife ; " and so tired. I never was so glad to get out of a coach in my life." In a moment I thought I recognized the voice of the husband. I coiled myself into the corner. She would have got out without my being betrayed, if she had not dropped her glove.
Page 79 - To write a book of household song, Without one verse to thee, Whom I have known and loved so long, Were all unworthy me. Have I not seen thy needle plied With as much ready glee, As if it were thy greatest pride A sempstress famed to be ! Have I not ate pies...
Page 105 - And bathed with many a tear : Fast falling o'er the primrose pale So morning dews appear. But, oh ! his sister's jealous care, A cruel sister she, Forbade what Emma came to say ;
Page 185 - Upon this last part of my fair friend's inquiry as to the lex talionis, I could have but one opinion to give, and agreed cordially in her view of a case to which, as it appeared to me, she had devoted some considerable portion of her attention. " But," said I, " you are now returning home?" " I am," replied the lady ; " because the rival I am doomed to bear with is no longer in London, and because the avocations of my husband will not permit him to visit Paris, whither she is gone. He thinks I am...

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