Letters of Mary Russell Mitford: 2d Ser

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R. Bentley and son, 1872
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Page 181 - An odd effect of absence from general society, that the talent for conversation should have ripened, and the shyness have disappeared — but so it is. When I first saw her, her talk, delightful as it was, had something too much of the lamp — she spoke too well — and her letters were rather too much like the very best books. Now all that is gone; the fine thoughts come gushing and sparkling like water from a spring, but flow as naturally as water down a hillside, clear, bright, and sparkling...
Page 47 - I shall not marry Sir W. Elford, for which there is a remarkably good reason, the said Sir W. having no sort of desire to marry me ; neither shall I marry anybody. I know myself well enough to be sure that if any man were silly enough to wish such a thing, and I silly enough to say yes, a timely fit of wisdom would come upon me and I should run away from the church door.
Page 180 - a slight, girlish figure, very delicate, with exquisite hands and feet, a round face with a most noble forehead, a large mouth, beautifully formed and full of expression, lips like parted coral, teeth large, regular, and glittering with healthy whiteness, large dark eyes, with such eye-lashes, resting on the cheek when cast down, when turned...
Page 231 - twill bring again. 'Twill mind us of her lying In rest soft-pillowed deep, While, hands the candle shading, We stole upon her sleep — Of many a blessed moment Her little rest above We hung in marvelling stillness— In ecstacy of love. 'Twill mind us — radiant sunshine...
Page 230 - The author, Mr. Ruskin, was here last week, and is certainly the most charming person that I have ever known. The books are very beautiful, although I do not agree in all the opinions; but the young man himself is just what, if one had a son, one would have dreamt of his turning out, in mind, manner, conversation, everything.
Page 181 - Now she has totally lost the rich, bright colouring, which certainly made the greater part of her beauty. She is dark and pallid; the hair is almost entirely hidden ; the look of youth gone (I * Miss Barrett.— C.
Page 7 - ... never have put a line on paper had she not been driven to it by necessity ; but this may have been an affectation, or (to be more lenient) self-delusion, or that confession of the nothingness of fame which has been common to many men and women of genius who have achieved distinction. It was no light privilege to be able to attract to herself the most gifted persons of her time ; to succeed in one of the most hazardous and arduous walks of literature and poetical art — acted tragedy ; and to...
Page 3 - ... lottery prize — twenty thousand pounds. That sum of money, too, sufficient to have reinstated himself and his family in their old position, Dr. Mitford gambled and muddled away in an inconceivably short period. And from that time forth, to the end of his days, the girl had to be the ' breadwinner ' — to provide the funds required to satisfy her parent's sensual rapacity, and to uphold him among those who knew, from intimate contact, how gross, how worthless, was her idol — with something...
Page 13 - is a grace when all other graces have fled,' rises by retrospect and comparison. It is not a genuine love of letters that will save its owner from foolish self-occupation; — but the absence of such spirit in man or woman who has earned distinction makes them endearing no less than admirable. We believe that few who consider such an -example as this in conjunction with the sparing revelations of hard and, it might have been assumed, hardening trial to be derived from Miss Mitford's correspondence...
Page 73 - I wish yon had seen him when he made this declaration. Imagine a little mean-looking Bond Street shopkeeper of sixty-five, with a Methodist face, all bile and wrinkles, and sadness, and a spruce wig in fine curls, shining like a horsechestnut ! I would certainly have married him, though, but for the aforesaid impediment.

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