...important leeret. It was at the clofe of a piece of muñe which they had been playing in the abfence of her father. She took up her lute, and touched a little wild melancholy air, which flic had compofed to the memory of her mother. " That," faid ihe, " nobody ever heard except my father...

...important fecret. It was at the clofe of a piece of mufic. which they had been playing in the abfence of her father. She took up her lute, and touched a little wild melancholy air, which fhc hadcompofed to the memory of her mother. " That," faid fhe, " nobody ever heard except my fa" ther...

...important fecret. It was at the clofe of a piece of mufic, which they had been playing in the abfence of her father. She took up her lute, and touched a little wild melancholy air, which fhe had compofed to the .memory of her mother. " That," faid fhe, " nobody ever beard except my father...

...important fecret. It- was at the clofj of a piece of mufic, which they had, been playing in the abfence of her father. She took, up her lute, and touched a little wild melancholy air, which ihe had coni poled to the memory of lier mother, That,' faid Ihe, ' nobody ever heard except my father;...

...important fecret. It was at the clofe of a piece of mufic which they had been playing in the abfence of her father. She took up her lute, and touched a little wild melancholy air, which flie had compofed to the memory of her mother. " That," faid (he, " nobody ever heard except my father...

...of the first, but greatly added to the power of the latter. Louisa's was no less captivating — and Sir Edward had not seen it so long without emotion....lute, and touched a little wild melancholy air, which »he had composed to the memory of her mother. ' That,' said she, ' nobody ever heard except my ' father...

...Sir Edward an important secret. It was at the close of a piece of music which they had been playing 1 in the absence of her father. She took up her lute,...I don't know how I came to think ' of it now ; yet I have some reason to be sad.' Sir Edward pressed to know the cause ; after some hesitation she told...

...of the first, but greatly added to the power of the latter. Louisa's was no less captivating.. ..and Sir Edward had not seen it so long without emotion....her mother. " That,'' said she, " nobody ever heard ex" cept my father ; I play it sometimes when I am " alone, and in low spirits. I don't know how I...

...unworthy one ; but he was the fool of words which he had often despised, the slave of manners he had ofted condemned. He at last compromised matters with himself...I don't know how I came to think ' of it now ; yet I have some reason to be sad.' Sir Edward pressed to know the cause ; after some hesitation she told...

...himself; he resolved, if he could, to think no more of Louisa ; at any rate, to think no more of the tie* of gratitude, or the restraints of virtue. Louisa,...which she had composed to the memory of her mother. * father ; I play it sometimes when I am alone, and ' in low spirits. I don't know how I came to think...