Emilia Wyndham, Volume 2H. Colburn, 1846 |
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... Park is in all its brownness , Kensington Gardens in all its greenth - both filled with the ceaseless succession of gay and gaudy crowds . Music fills the air throughout the day : the dance , the song , the ball , the masque , at night ...
... Park is in all its brownness , Kensington Gardens in all its greenth - both filled with the ceaseless succession of gay and gaudy crowds . Music fills the air throughout the day : the dance , the song , the ball , the masque , at night ...
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... Kensington Gardens ? -I assure you , they are divine . " Lisa hesitated . The Duke was more pressing . She turned to Emilia . " You could go home by yourself , and the carriage might fetch me afterwards . — It really is so sweet ...
... Kensington Gardens ? -I assure you , they are divine . " Lisa hesitated . The Duke was more pressing . She turned to Emilia . " You could go home by yourself , and the carriage might fetch me afterwards . — It really is so sweet ...
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... Kensington Gardens this beautiful day . ” " And why are others not to enjoy the beauty of the day as well as herself ? " said he . " I understand it all quite well . Half an hour ago , having nothing on earth to do , the humour is to ...
... Kensington Gardens this beautiful day . ” " And why are others not to enjoy the beauty of the day as well as herself ? " said he . " I understand it all quite well . Half an hour ago , having nothing on earth to do , the humour is to ...
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... park in the carriage , which Mrs. Lenox had sent for her , as was now too often her custom , telling her she would find her in Kensington Gardens - gardens , the very name of which Emilia detested - so often had she seen 152 EMILIA WYNDHAM ...
... park in the carriage , which Mrs. Lenox had sent for her , as was now too often her custom , telling her she would find her in Kensington Gardens - gardens , the very name of which Emilia detested - so often had she seen 152 EMILIA WYNDHAM ...
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... park this morning ? " " No ; as soon as I mounted my horse , I came down to pay my respects here . ” " Then you have ... Kensington Gardens yesterday ...... And do you think that she can possibly be ? " " I do not know much of him , of ...
... park this morning ? " " No ; as soon as I mounted my horse , I came down to pay my respects here . ” " Then you have ... Kensington Gardens yesterday ...... And do you think that she can possibly be ? " " I do not know much of him , of ...
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arms beautiful began believe better Biggs Brussels lace carriage chair chambers Chancery Lane charming child Colonel Lenox colour countenance creature cried Danby Danby's daugh daughter dear dinner door dress Emilia endeavouring eyes face father father's affairs feelings felt hand happy head heart honour hope hour husband idea indulge Kensington Gardens kissed knew Lisa look mamma manner maskerade matter mind miserable Miss Wyndham morning mother MOUNT SOREL muslin never night Oaks once pale passion perhaps pleasure poor portmanteau pretty racter rapture Rile rising fast rose round RUPERT STREET scene seemed silence Simpson Sir Herbert sitting smile soon sort speak spirit stairs stood sure Susan sweet talk tears tell temper tender things thought tion tone truth turned uncle unhappy usual voice walked wife Wilcox wish word young lady
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