Pelham; or, The adventures of a gentleman [by E.G.E.L. Bulwer-Lytton]., Volume 1 |
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... smiles and softer voice of the beautiful countess , I cannot pretend to say ; but he certainly entered into a conversation with her , not much rougher than that of a less gifted individual might have been . They talked of literature ...
... smiles and softer voice of the beautiful countess , I cannot pretend to say ; but he certainly entered into a conversation with her , not much rougher than that of a less gifted individual might have been . They talked of literature ...
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... ill - yet ungracefully made - but his countenance was singularly fine . His eyes were dark , bright and penetrating , and his forehead ( high and thoughtful , ) corrected the playful smile of his mouth ADVENTURES OF A GENTLEMAN . 91.
... ill - yet ungracefully made - but his countenance was singularly fine . His eyes were dark , bright and penetrating , and his forehead ( high and thoughtful , ) corrected the playful smile of his mouth ADVENTURES OF A GENTLEMAN . 91.
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... smile of his mouth , which might otherwise have given to his features too great an expression of levity . He was not positively ill dressed , yet he paid no attention to any external art , except cleanliness . His usual garb was a brown ...
... smile of his mouth , which might otherwise have given to his features too great an expression of levity . He was not positively ill dressed , yet he paid no attention to any external art , except cleanliness . His usual garb was a brown ...
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... smile out of his countenance , than you could out of the poker , and yet Monsieur Margot was by no means a melancholy man . He loved his joke , and his wine , and his dinner , just as much as if he had been of a fatter frame ; and it ...
... smile out of his countenance , than you could out of the poker , and yet Monsieur Margot was by no means a melancholy man . He loved his joke , and his wine , and his dinner , just as much as if he had been of a fatter frame ; and it ...
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... smiles upon a mistress of that low station to which the woman who had met him evidently belonged . However , we all have our little foibles , as the Frenchman said , when he boiled his grand- mother's head in a pipkin . I myself was ...
... smiles upon a mistress of that low station to which the woman who had met him evidently belonged . However , we all have our little foibles , as the Frenchman said , when he boiled his grand- mother's head in a pipkin . I myself was ...
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Page 190 - of a Dutch picture. It is only a red herring, or an old hat, which he has invested with such pomposity of shadow and darkness." " But his verses are so smooth," said Lady " Ah !" answered Vincent. "' Quand la rime enfin se trouve au bout des vers, Qu'importe que le reste y
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Page 95 - in my physiognomy ; the women love soul, Monsieur—something intellectual and spiritual always attracts them; yet my success certainly is singular.' ' " Bah ! Monsieur," replied I, " with dignity expression and soul! how could the heart of any French woman resist you ? No, you do yourself injustice. It was said of Caesar, that he was great