Vandeleur; or, Animal magnetism [by M. Pisani].1836 |
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Marianna Pisani. I tried various kinds of drawing and painting , but never finished a piece that did not cause me more blushes , for falling so far short of my own conceptions , than even my former unambitious ignorance had done . Some ...
Marianna Pisani. I tried various kinds of drawing and painting , but never finished a piece that did not cause me more blushes , for falling so far short of my own conceptions , than even my former unambitious ignorance had done . Some ...
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... never have come into your imagination , at once led captive by her loveliness and pecu- liar air of resignation . Her jet black hair was uncovered , yet gave no air of coquetry , or of a lingering after other days ; for it was so ...
... never have come into your imagination , at once led captive by her loveliness and pecu- liar air of resignation . Her jet black hair was uncovered , yet gave no air of coquetry , or of a lingering after other days ; for it was so ...
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... do as our fathers have done before us . " What a blessing it is that this imbecile maxim is going out of fashion ! Innovation may in some cases be dangerous ; but who never ventures can never win . To adhere blindly to the VANDELEUR . 19.
... do as our fathers have done before us . " What a blessing it is that this imbecile maxim is going out of fashion ! Innovation may in some cases be dangerous ; but who never ventures can never win . To adhere blindly to the VANDELEUR . 19.
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... never trod the path , themselves : for it is no longer the same path , if new turnings and new windings have been made since their day ; so that pitfalls may now be yawning , where once were ways of pleasantness , and paths of peace ...
... never trod the path , themselves : for it is no longer the same path , if new turnings and new windings have been made since their day ; so that pitfalls may now be yawning , where once were ways of pleasantness , and paths of peace ...
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Marianna Pisani. she could never be called plain ; and stranger still , she was not essentially vulgar — that is , she was not a vulgar toady . It is not often that a very dull , very silent , perfectly undesigning and quietly self ...
Marianna Pisani. she could never be called plain ; and stranger still , she was not essentially vulgar — that is , she was not a vulgar toady . It is not often that a very dull , very silent , perfectly undesigning and quietly self ...
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