Rosa Campbell Praed

Rosa Campbell Praed

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Portrait of Rosa Campbell Praed Rosa Campbell Praed The Soul of Countess Adrian — Chapter 3 (1891)

An idea springs up at once, seems almost to spring at me from the outside, leaps at me like a tiger, and then I put it into acting; just as I did last night—until that terrible Countess Adrian spoiled my work. But at other times I get an idea suggested to me and I brood and brood over it—some part, some character, you know—and it seems gradually to grow into me, and I to grow into it, and at last it has full possession of me—and then I know I am right; at least, I know that that is how I must play the part. Some other woman might have her own reading, and that might be better for her
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Portrait of Rosa Campbell Praed Rosa Campbell Praed The Soul of Countess Adrian — Chapter 3 (1891)

I shall lean against the pillar of your support."
The words were sweet, ineffably sweet, to his ears; although, most assuredly, they were not words of a girl's love: they told of trust, and even, perhaps, of affection; but Beatrice Brett was evidently not thinking of love. "Never mind," he said to himself, and his heart beat a triumphant measure, "that will come in time; I know it will."
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Portrait of Rosa Campbell Praed Rosa Campbell Praed The Soul of Countess Adrian — Chapter 3 (1891)

I cannot tell why I am so strong and passionate and all aflame when I am possessed of some part, and why in my common life I am so weak and easily tired, and why I long to lean on some support. An odd notion comes into my mind sometimes. I feel as if I had not quite a soul of my own; and that when I get inspired with some part it is the soul of some one else which has come in to the help of mine, or has driven mine out for the moment. You may laugh at me if you like, Mr. Lendon, I shan't be one bit angry
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