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Forgive, sir, my warmth on this occasion; but you know not the poor man, and the poor woman, my ever-dear father and mother, if you think, that they would not much rather choose to starve in a ditch, or rot in a noisome dungeon, than accept of the fortune of a monarch, upon such wicked terms.
Come what may there shall be one pure place in my heart; one unsoiled spot in my life; one ever-dear remembrance unlinked with sorrow and with shame; one memory which, however sad, shall not be humiliating." She put her handkerchief to her eyes as she ceased speaking, and appeared to be entirely overcome by her emotion. The Marchese rose from his chair in a state of hardly less agitation.
And why, were I even to be sure, at last, of succeeding by means of your kind partiality to me, should I wish to make the best-beloved of my soul unhappy; since mutual must be our happiness, or misery for life the consequence to both? My best wishes will for ever attend the dear, the ever-dear lady! may her nuptials be happy! they must be so, if she marry the man she can honour with her love.
She learned to feel that it was still at her disposal; and time did not long pass after she returned to the country before, having compared the object of her awakened taste with that of her former delusion, she persuaded her own better judgment to set a generous example to her ever-dear cousin Robert, by marrying where that judgment now pointed.
I am, dear and worthy Mrs. Norton, Your true friend, ANNA HOWE. My heart is almost broken, to be obliged to let you know, that such is the situation of things in the family of my ever-dear Miss Harlowe, that there can be at present no success expected from any application in her favour. Her poor mother is to be pitied.
He soon revived, and called for Perreeza. "What can I do for my ever-dear uncle?" whispered Perreeza. "One more little song, accompanied by the harp of Judah," said Joram, with a smile, "and I ask no more." "Perreeza greatly fears that it will disturb thee." "Nay, my sweet child, thy Uncle Esrom was never yet disturbed by the sound of melody. Sing to me that little song thy aunt so dearly loved."
"Ah, Miss Beverley!" cried Henrietta, who could not now restrain herself, "may not I, among the rest, come and speak to you?" "Who is that?" said Cecilia, in a voice of pleasure, though very feeble; "is it my ever-dear Henrietta?" "Oh this is joy indeed!" cried she, fervently kissing her cheeks and forehead, "joy that I never, never expected to have more!"
'I kissed her hand with a fervour, as if I would have left my lips upon it. Withdraw, then, dearest, and ever-dear creature. Indeed I entered in a very ill humour. I cannot bear the distance at which you so causelessly keep me.
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