Her Heart Did Whisper That He Had

Oh! You Are A Great Deal Too Apt, You Know, To Like People In General. You Never See Fault In Any Body. All The World Are Good And Agreeable In Your Eyes. I Never Heard You Speak Ill Of A Human Being In My Life." "i Would Wish Not To Be Hasty In Censuring Any One; But I Always Speak What I Think.

There Is Something In The Eloquence Of The Pulpit, When It Is Really Eloquence, Which Is Entitled To The Highest Praise And Honour. The Preacher Who Can Touch And Affect Such An Heterogeneous Mass Of Hearers, On Subjects Limited, And Long Worn Thread-bare In All Common Hands; Who Can Say Any Thing New Or Striking, Any Thing That Rouses The Attention, Without Offending The Taste, Or Wearing Out The Feelings Of His Hearers, Is A Man Whom One Could Not (in His Public Capacity) Honour Enough.

A Report Of A Most Alarming Nature Reached Me Two Days Ago.

Do You Dance, Mr. Darcy?" Darcy: "not If I Can Help It!" Sir William: "what A Charming Amusement For Young People This Is, Mr. Darcy! There Is Nothing Like Dancing, After All. I Consider It As One Of The First Refinements Of Polished Societies." Mr. Darcy: "certainly, Sir; And It Has The Advantage Also Of Being In Vogue Amongst The Less Polished Societies Of The World; Every Savage Can Dance.

Of This She Was Perfectly Unaware; To Her He Was Only The Man Who Had Made Himself Agreeable Nowhere, And Who Had Not Thought Her Handsome Enough To Dance With.