Date: 1797

"This place, perhaps, infests my mind with congenial gloom, for I find that, at this moment, there is scarcely a superstition too dark for my credulity."

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

Date: 1797

"'It should seem, Ellena, by these boding fears,' said he, imprudently, 'that I am parting with you for ever; I feel a weight upon my heart, which I cannot throw off."

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

Date: 1797

"They regarded Ellena with only a feeble curiosity, though the affliction in her looks might have interested almost any heart that was not corroded by its own sufferings; nor did the masked faces of her companions excite a much stronger attention."

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

Date: 1797

"Ellena, as she surveyed her melancholy habitation, suppressed a rising sigh, but she could not remain unaffected by recollections, which, on this view of her altered state, crowded to her mind; nor think of Vivaldi far away, perhaps for ever, and, probably, even ignorant of her destination, with...

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

Date: 1797

"The nearer interest pressed solely upon his mind, and he was conscious only to the loss of Ellena."

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

Date: 1797

"That insult, which had pointed forth his hypocrisy, and ridiculed the solemn abstraction he assumed, had sunk deep in his heart, and, fermenting the direst passions of his nature, he meditated a terrible revenge."

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

Date: 1797

"As they passed with silent steps along the winding rocks, the tranquillity of the landscape below afforded an affecting contrast with the tumult and alarm of their minds."

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

Date: 1797

"My mind is perpetually haunted by a sense of my misfortune; it has no respite; awake or in my dream, this ungrateful son alike pursues me!"

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

Date: 1797

"The Marchesa mused; for her conscience also was eloquent. She tried to overcome its voice, but it would be heard; and sometimes such starts of horrible conviction came over her mind, that she felt as one who, awaking from a dream, opens his eyes only to measure the depth of the precipice on whic...

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

Date: 1797

"'Behold, what is woman!' said he--'The slave of her passions, the dupe of her senses! When pride and revenge speak in her breast, she defies obstacles, and laughs at crimes!'" "Assail but her senses; let music, for instance, touch some feeble chord of her heart, and echo to her fancy, and lo! al...

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