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The last man, by the author of Frankenstein, Volumen2
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
Vista completa - 1826
Adrian affection appeared arrived assured beauty became become better brought called caused companion continued countenance cried dear delight desire devotion disposition dream earth endeavoured England entered Evadne excellence expression eyes father fear feel felt followed gave gentle girl give grace Greek half hand happiness heard heart hope idea Idris kind king knew leave length less light lived looked Lord Raymond lost manner mean ment mind mother nature never night noble object observed once painful passed passion Perdita perhaps person possessed present pride promised Protector remained replied resolved restore scene seemed sense sister smile soon soul spirit spoke success suffered sweet tears tenderness things thought tion took truth turned voice watched Windsor wish youth
Página 65 - She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love : A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky.
Página 201 - I possessed of the luxuries of life came from him. He gave me an illustrious name and noble station; the world's respect reflected from his own glory : all this joined to his own undying love, inspired me with sensations towards him, akin to those with which we regard the Giver of life. I gave him love only. I devoted myself to him : imperfect creature that I was, I took myself to task, that I might become worthy of him. I watched over my hasty temper, subdued my burning impatience of character,...
Página 197 - From the highest. As from the vilest thing of every day He learns to wean himself; for the strong hours Conquer him. Yet I feel what I have lost In him. The bloom is vanished from my life. For O ! he stood beside me, like my youth, Transformed for me the real to a dream, Clothing the palpable and familiar With golden exhalations of the dawn.
Página 179 - The overflowing warmth of her heart, by making love a plant of deep root and stately growth, had attuned her whole soul to the reception of happiness, when she found in Raymond all that could adorn love and satisfy her imagination. But if the sentiment on which the fabric of her existence was founded, became common place through participation, the endless succession of attentions and graceful action snapt by transfer, his universe of love wrested from her, happiness must depart, and then be exchanged...
Página 50 - ... of the Princess Evadne, and be instructed as to the influence which this overtopping and towering Raymond exercised over the fortunes of my friend. I had never before been in the neighbourhood of Windsor; the fertility and beauty of the country around now struck me with admiration, which incf eased as I approached the antique wood.
Página 161 - Thus, while Raymond had been wrapt in visions of power and fame, while he looked forward to entire dominion over the elements and the mind of man, the territory of his own heart escaped his notice; and from that unthought of source arose the mighty torrent that overwhelmed his will, and carried to the oblivious sea, fame, hope, and happiness.
Página 197 - I loved you - I love you - neither anger nor pride dictates these lines; but a feeling beyond, deeper, and more unalterable than either. My affections are wounded; it is impossible to heal them:- cease then the vain endeavour, if indeed that way your endeavours tend. Forgiveness! Return! Idle words are these! I forgive the pain I endure; but the trodden path cannot be retraced.