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... yet ? " - I took hold of her hand- " Thy Charlotte is here , " I faid , " thy own Charlotte that loves thee " She turned her head , and , raising it a little , looked wist- fully fully in my face ; a faint pleasure glimmered in [ 28 ]
... yet ? " - I took hold of her hand- " Thy Charlotte is here , " I faid , " thy own Charlotte that loves thee " She turned her head , and , raising it a little , looked wist- fully fully in my face ; a faint pleasure glimmered in [ 28 ]
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... , " I have not turned my : thoughts to the fubject , but , " I added , laughing , " you know I am very learned , and can read English poetry the English poets , you know , know , are philofophers , and one of them decides [ 93 ]
... , " I have not turned my : thoughts to the fubject , but , " I added , laughing , " you know I am very learned , and can read English poetry the English poets , you know , know , are philofophers , and one of them decides [ 93 ]
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... turned on the education of women . Poor The- refa and myself were almost beaten out of the field of contention . My father enumerated feveral inftances of female indifcretion and ruin , which he called the natural confe- quences of ...
... turned on the education of women . Poor The- refa and myself were almost beaten out of the field of contention . My father enumerated feveral inftances of female indifcretion and ruin , which he called the natural confe- quences of ...
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... Turning my eyes towards the mountains , I discovered a man ' approaching me in great hafte . His head was uncovered , and he had the dry stalk of a weed in his hand ; the moon fhone on his face , and I faw it was the unfortunate Henry ...
... Turning my eyes towards the mountains , I discovered a man ' approaching me in great hafte . His head was uncovered , and he had the dry stalk of a weed in his hand ; the moon fhone on his face , and I faw it was the unfortunate Henry ...
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... Henry - Henry died when the wind whistled in the great tree , and the white clouds took Charlotte to the ftars " -He turned his eyes to- wards the fky , and never faw I fo true true a picture of fettled melancho- ly there was a [ 149 ]
... Henry - Henry died when the wind whistled in the great tree , and the white clouds took Charlotte to the ftars " -He turned his eyes to- wards the fky , and never faw I fo true true a picture of fettled melancho- ly there was a [ 149 ]
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abfence accompliſhment Adieu againſt Albert almoſt aſked becauſe bert beſt bleffing bofom buſineſs cauſe Charlotte Charlotte's charms converfation dear Carolina dear Charlotte dear girl deareſt defire deftitute diftrefs diſcovered diſeaſe Engliſh eſteem exiſtence eyes faid fame father feel feemed fentiments Ferdinand fhades fhall fhould fighs firſt fituation fmiling fociety fome fometimes foon footh forrow fpirits friendſhip fubject fuch fufferings fuppofe fure fweet happineſs happy harpsichord heart heaven Henry himſelf hope laft letter laſt lotte lover melancholy ment mifery mind moft moſt mufe mufic muft muſt myſelf never obferved Offian ourſelves paffing paffion paſs paſt peace Petrarch philofophic pity pleaſures prefence reafon reaſon refa replied reſemble ſaid ſay ſcenes ſee ſeems ſhall ſhe ſpeak ſteps ſtory taſte tears thee Therefa theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thouſand tion vaglia vifit Walheim Werter whilft whofe whoſe wiſh yourſelf
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