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Pagina 54
... I doubt myself much my lady will not come to - day . " She was not coming , this nameless lady who was to buy his picture . The young painter felt one little pang of disappoint- ment . It had of late seemed to him that 54 CIRCE .
... I doubt myself much my lady will not come to - day . " She was not coming , this nameless lady who was to buy his picture . The young painter felt one little pang of disappoint- ment . It had of late seemed to him that 54 CIRCE .
Pagina 55
Mary Elizabeth Braddon. ment . It had of late seemed to him that there was only one woman in the world , and that her name was Amy Graystone . But in spite of this , his interest , or at any rate his curiosity , had been aroused by Mr ...
Mary Elizabeth Braddon. ment . It had of late seemed to him that there was only one woman in the world , and that her name was Amy Graystone . But in spite of this , his interest , or at any rate his curiosity , had been aroused by Mr ...
Pagina 74
... bejewelled hands through his oily black ringlets , as if he too felt his brain fevered by the intoxicating fumes of glory . " I feel a sense of hurry - an excite- ment , an impatience , which I never ex- perienced 74 CIRCE .
... bejewelled hands through his oily black ringlets , as if he too felt his brain fevered by the intoxicating fumes of glory . " I feel a sense of hurry - an excite- ment , an impatience , which I never ex- perienced 74 CIRCE .
Pagina 75
Mary Elizabeth Braddon. ment , an impatience , which I never ex- perienced before , " answered the painter with a sigh ; " I am dissatisfied with my- self , with my position , with my work , with everything in the world . O , Mocatti ...
Mary Elizabeth Braddon. ment , an impatience , which I never ex- perienced before , " answered the painter with a sigh ; " I am dissatisfied with my- self , with my position , with my work , with everything in the world . O , Mocatti ...
Pagina 134
... ment would be needed to ward off the threatened storm . She was her lover's protector and champion all through that bitter time , defending him à tort et à travers with a breaking heart ; and Laurence Bell had no consciousness of her ...
... ment would be needed to ward off the threatened storm . She was her lover's protector and champion all through that bitter time , defending him à tort et à travers with a breaking heart ; and Laurence Bell had no consciousness of her ...
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admiration Adrian's Villa Alfred de Musset Amphion Amy Graystone Antonio Mocatti artist asked beauty behold Bell's better brow c'est canvas caprices cess chamber Charnock-street cher colour creature cried the dealer cried the Princess delight divine door draperies dreams easel Eurydice exclaimed eyes face fancy fever fire Fulham gaze genius Giulia d'Aspramonte goddess Graystone's hand happy Herr Frolich hope hour impatient Ingres inspired Italian knew Lady Macbeth Laurence Bell light looked lover Madame d'Aspra Madame d'Aspramonte marry ment Mephistopheles Miss Graystone murmured music-room Neapolitan never night painted in fresco painting-room passion patron phion picture picture-dealer portrait pramonte pretty Princess d'Aspramonte protégé Raffaelle rapture rence replied the Princess Roman seemed Semiramis Signor Mocatti sketches slave smile stood talk thing Thomas Graystone thought to-day Tom Graystone tone ture walls waltz woman young painter
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Pagina 191 - What," it will be questioned, " when the sun rises do you not see a round disk of fire something like a guinea ? Oh ! no ! no ! I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying — ' Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord God Almighty ! ' " I question not my corporeal eye any more than I would question a window concerning a sight I look through it and not with it...
Pagina 230 - S'echappe comme une ombre ; un regard 1'a perdue. II la rappelle en vain du geste et de la voix ; Elle meurt sans se plaindre une seconde fois. Et quelle plainte encore aurait-elle formée? Est-ce un crime pour lui de Favoir trop aimee ?' Your Madame Orpheus is all bone and muscle.
Pagina 44 - Another Yle is there toward the Northe, in the See Occean, where that ben fulle cruele and ful evele Wommen of Nature ; and thei han precious Stones in hire Eyen : and thei ben of that kynde, that zif...
Pagina 191 - I assert, for myself, that I do not behold the outward creation, and that to me it is hindrance and not action. ' What ! ' it will be questioned ; ' when the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire, somewhat like a guinea...
Pagina 144 - Madame d'Aspramonte Mr. Bell forgot that it was Amy's birthday, and that his presence at that banquet was a kind of treason. He thought of Amy as he drove homeward in the moonlight. It may be that he was scarcely sorry to be free from a yoke that had begun to be galling to him. He believed himself still true to his love, but he was not the less tired of Charnock-street; and it was with a sense of relief that he found himself outside the dull old house which had sheltered him so long, and knew that...
Pagina 191 - Through which the harmony of love can pass ; And a fair Shape out of her hands did flow A living Image, which did far surpass In beauty that bright shape of vital stone Which drew the heart out of Pygmalion.
Pagina 151 - June roses grew pale in the feverish noontides of July. The summer, so newly begun, already seemed waning; and the denizens of western London were on the wing, pleased to find the labours of the season ended, and prompt to seek fairer habitations than the stuccoed palaces of South Kensington. The corn-fields were changed to lakes of rippling gold, and the London season was over.
Pagina 84 - I thought you would have been pleased to hear of this grand opportunity," he said reproachfully. "7,9 it a grand opportunity?" asked the girl very earnestly. " Papa has always said that such patronage does a man more harm than good. This Italian lady may be very rich, very liberal; but she is no doubt capricious and difficult to please. Art was never meant to be a woman's plaything, Laurence.
Pagina 209 - Princess listened with profound attention, interrupting him more than once, however, with an objection or suggestion. Laurence Bell locked the doors of his easel, and looked on with a sharp anguish gnawing at his heartstrings. He was always on the watch for a rival ; and surely this wild-eyed German, with his sister art, was the most dangerous rival who had yet come between him and the woman who had made him her slave. " You promised to give me a sitting today, Madame d'Aspramonte," he" said presently,...
Pagina 161 - They had left their traces in certain pencil-notes jotted in the painter's commonplace book. Unhappily those random notes, traced by the feverish hand of genius, are apt to seem very vague and incomprehensible when genius refers to them after any prolonged interval. The sketches for the frescoes had been discussed and painted, and in many instances painted out again. It must be confessed that even at her best the Princess was difficile. She had her own ideas about Amphion, her own archetypal Orpheus,...