Date: 1790

"With the duke, whose heart was a stranger to the softer affections, indignation usurped the place of parental feeling."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"The airy schemes he once formed of future felicity, resulting from the union of two persons so justly dear to him--with the gay visions of past happiness--floated upon his fancy, and the lustre they reflected, served only to heighten by contrast, the obscurity and gloom of his present views."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"Fancy drew the scene;--she deepened the shades; and the terrific aspect of the objects she presented was heighted by the obscurity which involved them."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"Fancy caught the thrilling sensation, and at her touch the towering steeps became shaded with unreal glooms; the caves more darkly frowned--the projecting cliffs assumed a more terrific aspect, and the wild overhanging shrubs waved to the gale in deeper murmurs."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"Imagination only can paint the anguish of Julia's mind, when she saw herself thus delivered up to the power of her enemy."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"The duke, whose passion for Julia was heightened by the difficulty which opposed it, admitted such concessions as in other circumstances he would have rejected; and thus each, conquered by the predominant passion of the moment, submitted to be the slave of his adversary."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"Thus do the scenes of life vary with the predominant passions of mankind, and with the progress of civilization."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"The high importance of the moment, the solemnity of the ceremony, the sacred glooms which surrounded me, and the chilling silence that prevailed when I uttered the irrevocable vow--all conspired to impress my imagination, and to raise my views to heaven."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"When I knelt at the altar, the sacred flame of pure devotion glowed in my heart, and elevated my soul to sublimity."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1790

"I had but one crime to deplore, and that was the too tender remembrance of him for whom I mourned, and whose idea impressed upon my heart, made it a blemished offering to God."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)