The Sorrows of Werter:: A German Story, Volume 2T.Osborne and S.Griffin, 1795 |
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... with which fhe fur- rounds herself ; and her only amuse- ment is ftanding at her window to look down with fovereign contempt on the ignoble heads which pais 1 under under it in the ftreet . This ridi- culous old [ 22 ]
... with which fhe fur- rounds herself ; and her only amuse- ment is ftanding at her window to look down with fovereign contempt on the ignoble heads which pais 1 under under it in the ftreet . This ridi- culous old [ 22 ]
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... looks , and a haughty air they passed by me . As I hate the whole race , I intended to go away , and was only waiting till the Count had difengaged himself from their impertinent prate , to take leave , when the agreeable Mifs B. came ...
... looks , and a haughty air they passed by me . As I hate the whole race , I intended to go away , and was only waiting till the Count had difengaged himself from their impertinent prate , to take leave , when the agreeable Mifs B. came ...
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... look upon the affair in that light ; all that concerns me is , to find that it is talked of every where already . " From that moment I began to think of it in a different manner . thofe that looked at me whilst we were at table , I ...
... look upon the affair in that light ; all that concerns me is , to find that it is talked of every where already . " From that moment I began to think of it in a different manner . thofe that looked at me whilst we were at table , I ...
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... look at her dark eyes , ONLY is to me happiness . What grieves me is , that Albert does not feem fo happy as he expected to be - as I fhould have been - if- I don't much love fufpicions ; but here i cannot exprefs myself any E 3 other ...
... look at her dark eyes , ONLY is to me happiness . What grieves me is , that Albert does not feem fo happy as he expected to be - as I fhould have been - if- I don't much love fufpicions ; but here i cannot exprefs myself any E 3 other ...
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... look on the cold earth which is to cover him , and cries out , he traveller will come , he 66 will come who has feen my beauty ; and he will afk , Where is the bard , where is the illuftrious fon of Fin- gal ? he will walk over my tomb ...
... look on the cold earth which is to cover him , and cries out , he traveller will come , he 66 will come who has feen my beauty ; and he will afk , Where is the bard , where is the illuftrious fon of Fin- gal ? he will walk over my tomb ...
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Adieu affembly afked againſt Albert alſo anſwered arms aſk bofom buſineſs Char Charlotte's converfation cooly dear Charlotte dear friend defign defire difordered dreffing exift exiſtence expreffed expreffion eyes facred faid fame fatisfaction fcarcely fcenes feel feemed feen feized felf fenfations fenfes fenfibility fent fentiment fervant fhall fhall fee fhould fhudder fide figh filly fince firft firſt fituation fmall fofa foft fome foon forrow foul fource ftand ftill ftop ftrength ftruck fubjects fuch fuffer happineſs happy heard heart Heaven herſelf himſelf horfe houſe huſband increaſed interefting laft LETTER loft look mifery Mifs minifter moft moſt muft muſt myſelf nefs night ourſelves paffion pafs paft pleaſed pleaſure prefent preffed racter raiſe reaſon refolved ſhe ſpeak talking tears thefe theſe thing thofe thoſe thou thought thouſand tremble underſtanding uſed vifit walked Werter whofe wiſh Yeſterday yourſelf
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Page 149 - All night I stood on the shore. I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was the wind; the rain beat hard on the hill. Before morning appeared, her voice was weak. It died away, like the evening breeze among the grass of the rocks.
Page 152 - The flower hangs its heavy head, waving, at times, to the gale. Why dost thou awake me, O gale, it seems to say, I am covered with the drops of heaven? The time of my fading is near, and the blast that shall scatter my leaves.
Page 149 - I saw her by the faint beam of the moon. All night I heard her cries. Loud was the wind ; and the rain beat hard on the side of the mountain. Before morning appeared, her voice was weak. It died away, like the evening breeze among the grass of the rocks.
Page 150 - Half v.evvlefs, they walk in mournful conference together. Will none of you fpeak in pity ! They do not regard their father!
Page 162 - Albert is your hufband; but what of that? It is for this life only. — And in this life only it is a crime to love you, to...
Page 182 - This knot of ribband is to be buried with me; you gave it: to me on my birth-day. — Be at peace ; let me entreat you be at peace ! — They are loaded — the clock ftrikes twelve 1 go.— Charlotte— ! Charlotte ! Farewell ! Farewell...
Page 179 - it as I went out and came in. I have wrote a note to your father, to beg he will protect my remains. At the corner of the church-yard, which looks towards the fields, there are two lime-trees ; it is there I wifti to reft ; this is in your father's father's power, and he will do it for his1 friend.
Page 93 - I don': love vain clifputes on fubjefls which we are all equally ignorant of. What is the deftiny of man ? — to fill up the meafure of his fufferings, and drink up the bitter draught.
Page 114 - It was a world of sensibility encouraged and heightened into unreality. it was a gloomy and awful sight! the moon was behind a cloud, but by means of a few scattered rays I could perceive the foaming waves rolling over the fields and meadows, and beating against the bushes; the whole valley was a stormy sea, tossed by furious winds. The moon then appeared again, and rested on a dark cloud; the splendor of her light increased the disorder of nature.
Page 169 - Charlotte's distress. AS soon as Albert had read the note, he turned coldly to his wife, and said, " Give him the pistols—I wish him a good journey.