The Lady's Magazine and Museum of the Belles-lettres, Fine Arts, Music, Drama, Fashions, Etc, 1 tomasJ. Page, 1832 |
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... youth . The lady smilingly drew her chair towards the fire , and instantly com- plied with their request . " At the age of seventeen , " she said , " you , my dear Mrs. Dormer , will recollect that I returned home from school to reign ...
... youth . The lady smilingly drew her chair towards the fire , and instantly com- plied with their request . " At the age of seventeen , " she said , " you , my dear Mrs. Dormer , will recollect that I returned home from school to reign ...
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... youth is past , and all our pains on out- ward decoration are vainly lavished to detain the look of admiration , the truest art lies in relinquishing it with a good grace , and veiling , in the thickening folds of drapery , the changes ...
... youth is past , and all our pains on out- ward decoration are vainly lavished to detain the look of admiration , the truest art lies in relinquishing it with a good grace , and veiling , in the thickening folds of drapery , the changes ...
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... youths looked at each other , not daring to believe their senses . " Make haste ! get you gone ! " continued one of the mob ; 66 we are come to release you . " The pri- soners , who seemed to dread their deliver- ers as much as their ...
... youths looked at each other , not daring to believe their senses . " Make haste ! get you gone ! " continued one of the mob ; 66 we are come to release you . " The pri- soners , who seemed to dread their deliver- ers as much as their ...
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... youths , after whom the house was not likely to fret any more than they were to fret after it , and the ex- pulsion of the maniacs , who it was hoped would soon return to their dwellings , no mischief had been done . At this juncture ...
... youths , after whom the house was not likely to fret any more than they were to fret after it , and the ex- pulsion of the maniacs , who it was hoped would soon return to their dwellings , no mischief had been done . At this juncture ...
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... youth . These she recommends to her nieces as far more worthy of their perusal than the " nonsense , " as she terms it , of the circulating library . Yet she does not wholly reject works of fiction . The pro- ductions of an Edgeworth ...
... youth . These she recommends to her nieces as far more worthy of their perusal than the " nonsense , " as she terms it , of the circulating library . Yet she does not wholly reject works of fiction . The pro- ductions of an Edgeworth ...
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