The History of Netterville, a Chance Pedestrian: A NovelJ. Cundee, Ivy-lane, 1802 - 300 pages This is a sentimental novel set in the 1770s which relates the misadventures of the young hero Lewisham Netterville. Netterville's attempts to follow his late father's precepts and lead a virtuous life while at the same time pursuing the object of his affection, the beautiful Clara Walsingham, take him on a tour of Great Britain, from Bath to Bamborough (Bamburgh) Castle, in Northumberland, and so on to Scotland, where he visits the fictitious Clanrick Hall, Edinburgh, the hill of Moncreiff, Perth, and the islands of Mull, Staffa and Iona. The anonymous female author also includes a Scottish ballad of the her own composition, 'Ellen of Irvine; or, the Maid of Kirkonnel[sic], a ballad' (vol. II, pp. 57-65). The tragic tale of Ellen Irvine had appeared in Pennant's 'A tour in Scotland', (London 1774), and both Burns and Walter Scott wrote versions of the story. In the dedication (signed "the authoress"), the author apologises for her "untutored muse", claiming that the poetry was written at a different period. She describes this novel as "a second attempt in the region of fiction" and hopes that, given that it contains nothing immoral or irreligious, it may not fail to amuse a "candid and generous few, who condescend sometimes to stray awhile, amid the bowers of Fancy". |
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... Death , thou cruel the tear to thoiler ! how oft hast thou caused How ! " How many are the miserable thou hast made !, " And who can escape thy dart of woe ? " . od gaiqnood " . ad grustot IT is quite impossible , Sir , " said a tough ...
... Death , thou cruel the tear to thoiler ! how oft hast thou caused How ! " How many are the miserable thou hast made !, " And who can escape thy dart of woe ? " . od gaiqnood " . ad grustot IT is quite impossible , Sir , " said a tough ...
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... death ? -will they banish the pangs of disease ? -will they calm the agonies of conscience ? Alas ! no . Then let me rise superior to all anxiety in their pursuit , and resting on the goodness of my Creator , in humbleness of heart ...
... death ? -will they banish the pangs of disease ? -will they calm the agonies of conscience ? Alas ! no . Then let me rise superior to all anxiety in their pursuit , and resting on the goodness of my Creator , in humbleness of heart ...
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... death . Ah , let me conjure you , by the affection which has so long bound us to each other - by the sorrows which have been lightened by mutual partici pation by the miseries which , though ignorant of their source , you have so often ...
... death . Ah , let me conjure you , by the affection which has so long bound us to each other - by the sorrows which have been lightened by mutual partici pation by the miseries which , though ignorant of their source , you have so often ...
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... death which was cer- tainly to the Lieutenant a release from Lewisham , after a few days , grew resigned to his loss ; and having settled the few debts incurred by the illness and demise of his friend , he pre- pared to quit K- when he ...
... death which was cer- tainly to the Lieutenant a release from Lewisham , after a few days , grew resigned to his loss ; and having settled the few debts incurred by the illness and demise of his friend , he pre- pared to quit K- when he ...
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... death , and in the castle of Bamborough had the weather - beaten tar found re- fuge and protection in the day of cala- mity and old age : its hospitable doors had never been closed against the house- less child of necessity . A nightly ...
... death , and in the castle of Bamborough had the weather - beaten tar found re- fuge and protection in the day of cala- mity and old age : its hospitable doors had never been closed against the house- less child of necessity . A nightly ...
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Adeliza adieu affection agitated Agnes amiable appeared Arabella arms arrival bability Bamborough beautiful behold Blanche bless bosom Campbell Captain Latimer castle CHAP cheek cherub child choly Clara Walsingham conduct consolation continued cottage countenance cried daughter delight despair Eleanor exclaimed eyes father favour fear feel felicity fond fortune gentle hand happy hastened hastily heart heart palpitated Heaven hero honour hope intirely isham Lady Newark Languedoc Lewisham Lord Newark lordship's madam Margate marquis marriage Mathuen ment mind misery misfortune Miss Darlington Miss Nugent morning mother ness Netterville never night parent passion person Port Patrick present quitted racter rapture recollection regret replied returned rience scarcely Scotland seat sister smiling soon sorrow soul spect spirits sweet tears tell tender terville thee ther thing thou tion tremely ture violent voice Walsing wish young youth Zephaniah
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Page 66 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul ; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine...
Page 43 - The mouldering gateway strews the grass-grown court. Once the calm scene of many a simple sport ; When nature pleased, for life itself was new, And the heart promised what the fancy drew.
Page 104 - There is more joy in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, than over ninety and nine just persons who need no repentance.
Page 65 - Shakspeare, that, take him for all in all, we shall not look upon his like again.
Page 107 - There's nothing in this world can make me joy ; Life is as tedious as a twice told tale, Vexing the dull ear of a drowsy man.
Page 10 - The Lord gave and the Lord taketh away; blessed be the name of the Lord.
Page 248 - Sweet harmonist! and beautiful as sweet! And young as beautiful! and soft as young! And gay as soft! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good ! For Fortune fond, had built her nest on high.
Page 149 - My virtue, prudence, honour, interest, all Before this universal monarch fall. Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray ; Who can tread sure on the smooth slippery way? Pleased with the passage, we slide swiftly on, And see the dangers which we cannot shun.
Page 267 - Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shape, And with a virtuous vizor hide deep vice! He is my son, ay, and therein my shame; 30 Yet from my dugs he drew not this deceit.