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somehow, the very errors and faults of one individual served to call out the higher excellencies in another, and so they re-acted upon each other, and the result of short discords was exceeding harmony and peace.
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familial-love
faults
human-failing
harmony
peace
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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There have been such strange unexpected changes in my life during these last two years, that I feel more than ever that it is not worth while to calculate too closely what I should do if any future event took place. I try to think only upon the present.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Well, now, sir, I put it to yo', being a parson, and having been in th' preaching line, and having had to try and bring folk o'er to what yo' thought was a right way o' thinking--did yo' begin by calling 'em fools and such like, or didn't yo' rayther give 'em some kind words at first, to make 'em ready for to listen and be convinced, if they could;
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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By degrees they spoke of education , and the book-learning that forms one part of it; and the result was that Ruth determined to get up early all throughout the bright summer mornings, to acquire the knowledge hereafter to be give to her child. Her mind was uncultivated, her reading scant; beyond the mere mechanical arts of education she knew nothing; but she had a refined taste, and excellent sense and judgment to separate the true from th..
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reading
learning
wisdom
knowledge
teaching
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Many a one is not well for a time; and with good advice gets better and stronger than ever.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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begin to understand now what heaven must be--and, oh! the grandeur and repose of the words--"The same yesterday, to-day, and for ever." Everlasting! "From everlasting to everlasting, Thou art God." That"
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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He went away as if weights were tied to every limb that bore him from her.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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everything may be done in a right way or a wrong; the right way is to do it as well as we can, as in God's sight; the wrong is to do it in a self-seeking spirit, which either leads us to neglect it to follow out some device of our own before and after the doing.
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wrong
diligence
right-spirit
right
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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if she would not like to see Master Frederick and his new wife very much indeed? 'She's a Papist, Miss, isn't she?' 'I believe--oh yes, certainly!' said Margaret, a little damped for an instant at this recollection. 'And they live in a Popish country?' 'Yes.' 'Then I'm afraid I must say, that my soul is dearer to me than even Master Frederick, his own dear self. I should be in a perpetual terror, Miss, lest I should be converted.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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She then thought the land enchanted into everlasting brightness and happiness; she fancied, then, that into a region so lovely no bale or woe could enter, but would be charmed away and disappear before the sight of the glorious guardian mountains. Now she knew the truth, that earth has no barrier which avails against agony.
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earth
pain
nature
sorrow
mountains
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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b51d7f5
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It was a stinging pleasure to be in the room with her, and feel her presence.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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It is to God you answer, not to men. The shame of having your sin known to the world, should be as nothing to the shame you felt at having sinned. We have dreaded men too much, and God too little, in the course we have taken.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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If a wish could have transported her, she would have gone off; just for one day.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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4fc575c
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By and by they'll find out, tyrants makes liars.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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There was no need to struggle for their respect. He had it, and he knew it; and the security of this gave a fine grand quietness to his voice and ways, which Margaret had missed before. He
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Correspondence, which bears much the same relation to personal intercourse that the books of dried plats I sometimes see do to the living and fresh flowers in the lanes and meadows.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Happy and fortunate in all a man cares for, he does not understand what it is to find oneself no longer young--yet thrown back to the starting-point which requires the hopeful energy of youth--to feel one half of life gone, and nothing done--nothing remaining of wasted opportunity, but the bitter recollection that it has been. Miss Hale, I would rather not hear Mr. Lennox's opinion of my affairs. Those who are happy and successful themselve..
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I'm sure it was not wrong in morals, whatever it might be in judgement.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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All this gladness in life, all honest pride in doing my work in the world, all this keen sense of being, I owe to her!" And it doubles the gladness, it makes the pride glow, it sharpens the sense of existence till I hardly know if it is pain or pleasure, to think that I owe it to one - to one whom I love, as I do not believe man ever loved woman before."
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Margaret la Anglicana, su padre el Disidente y Higgins el Infiel se arrodillaron juntos. No les hizo dano.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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But you don't think her fit to go to Liverpool?" asked Mary, still in the anxious tone of one who wishes earnestly for some particular decision. "To Liverpool-yes," replied he. "A short journey like that couldn't fatigue, and might distract her thoughts. Let her go by all means,-it would be the very thing for her." "Oh, sir!" burst out Mary, almost sobbing; "I did so hope you would say she was too ill to go." "Whew-" said he, with a prol..
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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But, east or west wind, I suppose this man comes.' 'Oh, mamma, that shows you never saw Mr. Thornton. He looks like a person who would enjoy battling with every adverse thing he could meet with--enemies, winds, or circumstances. The more it rains and blows, the more certain we are to have him.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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He was lashing himself again into an impotent rage, painful to a son to witness
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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If Molly had not been so entirely loyal to her friend, she might have thought this constant brilliancy a little tiresome when brought into every-day life; it was not the sunshiny rest of a placid lake, it was
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sadness
enriched
faking
lake
magical
mirrors
sunshine
well-written
sisters
loyalty
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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a0da651
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He thought that I was helpless, because he saw me lonely and poor; but are not the armies of Heaven for the like of me?
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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yet he felt the contrast between the well-filled, well-lighted shops and the dim gloomy cellar, and it made him moody that such contrasts should exist. They are the mysterious problem of life to more than him. He wondered if any in all the hurrying crowd had come from such a house of mourning. He thought they all looked joyous, and he was angry with them. But he could not, you cannot, read the lot of those who daily pass you by in the stree..
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I don't mean to deny that men are troublesome in a house. I don't judge from my own experience, for my father was neatness itself, and wiped his shoes on coming in as carefully as any woman; but still a man has a sort of knowledge of what should be done in difficulties, that it is very pleasant to have one at hand ready to lean upon. Now,
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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He went along the crowded streets mechanically, winding in and out among the people, but never seeing them,--almost sick with longing for that one half-hour--that one brief space of time when she clung to him, and her heart beat against his--to come once again.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Osborne and Roger knowing that the wife of the former was a Frenchwoman, and, conscious of each other's knowledge, felt doubly awkward; while Molly was as much confused as though she herself were secretly married.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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Ay! Thornton o' Marlborough Mill, as we call him. - He is one of the masters you are striving with, is he not? what sort of master is he? - Did yo' ever see a bulldog? Set a bulldog on hindlegs, and dress him up in coat and breeches, and yo'n just getten John Thornton.
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romance
georgian-romance
period-drama
drama
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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He llegado al convencimiento de que las simples instituciones, por mucha sabiduria y mucha reflexion que haya requerido organizarlas y concertarlas, no pueden unir a las clases como deberia hacerse, a menos que el desarrollo de dichas instituciones pusiese en contacto personal realmente a individuos de diferentes clases. Esa relacion es el autentico aliento vital.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I think I will never sit down to play again!
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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4e95388
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Mrs. Thornton; the only mother he has, I believe,
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I always said a good despotism was the best form of government; and I am twice as much in favour of it now I see what a quorum is!
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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abstemiousness in her daily habits, it was part of her pride
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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You're one of th'Union, Job?' 'Ay! I'm one, sure enough; but I'm but a sleeping partner in the concern. I were obliged to become a member for peace, else I don't go along with 'em. Yo see they think themselves wise, and me silly, for differing with them! Well! there's no harm in that. But then they won't let me be silly in peace and quietness, but will force me to be as wise as they are; now that's not British liberty, I say. I'm forced to ..
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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I know you despise me; allow me to say, it is because you don't understand me
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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All the morning since he got up he had been trying to fight through his duties--leaning against a hope--a hope that first had bowed, and then had broke as soon as he really tried its weight. There was not a sign of Sylvia's liking for him to be gathered from the most careful recollection of the past evening. It was of no use thinking there was. It was better to give it up altogether and at once. But what if he could not? What if the thought..
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thoughts
love
philip
sylvia
unreq
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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91314f3
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bid her beware of French principles, which had led the French to cut off their king's and queen's heads.
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twist
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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3631733
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I am punished. Only let me hope.
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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99cb16d
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But these factory people, who on earth wears cotton that can afford linen?
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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dd4c67e
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Jemima was not pretty, the flatness and shortness of her face made her almost plain; yet most people looked twice at her expressive countenance, at the eyes which flamed or melted at every trifle, at the rich colour which came at every expressed emotion into her usually sallow face, at the faultless teeth which made her smile like a sunbeam.
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countenance
jemima-bradshaw
not-pretty
plain
smile
beautiful
eyes
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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5f2a930
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The traditions of . . . bygone times, even to the smallest social particular, enable one to understand more clearly the circumstances with contributed to the formation of character. The daily life into which people are born, and into which they are absorbed before they are well aware, forms chains which only one in a hundred has moral strength enough to despise, and to break when the right time comes - when an inward necessity for independe..
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history
character
historical
circumstances
forefathers
generations
habits
mindsets
traditions
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
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8c0c1d7
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the ladies of Cranford always dressed with chaste elegance and propriety...
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propriety
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Elizabeth Gaskell |