Browse Sort by: Title With the man she loves Will Ladislaw calls upon the widow Will His Eyes Open? Wheeled past the group with an unmoved face Was it a fit of madness? Waiting by the River Untitled Illustration, Chapter 1 Under the Plane-Tree Two Lovers by a Moss-Grown Spring Tito's Dilemma Tito Melema Tito introduced Tito and the Ring Tito and Baldassare The Young Wife The Visible Madonna The Visible Madonna The Troubador The Shipwrecked Stranger The Reverend Lyon receives a Christian of sorts The Peasants' Fair The Painted Record The Original Illustrated Initial from 'Brother Jacob' in the Cornhill Magazine (1864) The Old Gold The New Gold The Lydgates do not understand each other The Little Bridal Procession The Hall Farm The gay procession The First Kiss The Escaped Prisoner The Embarkment The Dying Message The Donnithorne Arms The Damaged Muslin The Cry of Desolation The Bulstrodes The Blood Transfusion (La Transfusion du Sang) The Blind Scholar and his Daughter The blind father sat with head uplifted The Black Marks Become Magic The Benediction The "Carril" Tessa at Home Solomon marched forward at the head of the gay procession Silas Marner at his loom Shepperton Village Shepperton Village Shepperton Church Choir Shepperton Church She was the victim of his happiness She sang Beethoven's "Per Pieta Non Dirmi Addio" She had met Fra Girolamo's calm glance Seated on the pillion behind her tall, erect father Savonarola and Romola Rufus Lyon encounters Annette Ledru in distress Romola in her Place Romola at the Well Romola Portrait of Eppie Peter Featherstone, Mary Garth, Mrs. Waule, and Rosamond Niccolo Machiavelli Niccolo at Work Nancy and Godfrey Cass My Father Comes Mrs. Tulliver and Mr. Wakem Mrs. Poyser and the Old Squire Mrs. Farebrother welcomed the guest Mr. Tulliver and Mrs. Moss Mr. Raffles’ demise is imminently expected Mr. Casaubon and Dorothea Mr. Bulstrode and Raffles Mother's Guineas More wife than he had bargained for Monna Brigida's Conversion Mirah mused a little Mirah and Mordecai Maynard Gilfil hears Caterina singing Mary Garth Refuses Mr. Featherstone's Offer Maggie's Garret Maggie Tulliver rescues Tom Maggie and the Gypsy Maggie and Stephen Maggie and Lucy Lydia Glasher and Gwendolen at the Whispering Stones Lucy and Maggie Lisa Klesmer made a low bow in silent irony Just on the slope by a clump of laurels, where they can see the sunbeams sparkling among the water-lilies Julius Klesmer Comes to Listen to Mirah Janet Dempster Janet at Mrs. Pettifer's Door Illustration of Florence If, because of anything her brother said to him, he went away How Lisa Loved the King History of the Devil Hetty stole a half-shy, half-coquettish glance at him Hetty Sorrel at the pool Hetty Sorrel Hetty Sorrel Hetty has a visitor Hetty and Arthur Donnithorne in the Wood He turned his head and saw the face of his adoptive father Hayslope Church Gwendolen Harleth Gwendolen at the Gaming-Table Gwendolen Grandcourt and Gwendolen at the Archery Tournament Grandcourt and Gwendolen and the Poisoned Diamonds Going Fishing Godfrey's wife Girolamo Savonarola Fred Vincy and Peter Featherstone Florence Expects a Guest Felix Wounded in the Riot Felix Holt and Job Tudge Fedalma, the Spanish Gypsy Fedalma Dances in the Street Fedalma Fair Countess Linda Esther receives Felix in her kitchen Esther Lyon and Harold Transome Esther Lyon Esther Lyon Esther and Felix at the Stile Escaped Eppie in de toal-hole Drifting Away Dr. Sprague was superfluously tall Dr. Lydgate and Rosamond Dorothea, Ladislaw, and Rosamond Dorothea working for her man Dorothea Finds her Husband in the Garden Dorothea at the Vatican Dorothea Dolly Winthrop, coach and teacher Dinah Morris Preaching at Hayslope Dinah Morris Dinah Morris Dinah and Adam Deronda Meets his Mother Deronda and Mirah Deronda and Kalonymos Deep Mountain Gorge Death of Zarca Death of Tito Dawning Hopes Daniel Deronda may he come in? Coming Home Celia But You Will Help Me Baldassarre Makes an Acquaintance Aunt Glegg learns the breadth of Bob's thumb At the Well Arrivals at the Red House. Adam Bede gives a rose to Hetty Adam Bede and Arthur Donnithorne Adam Bede Aaron Peeping A Supper in the Rucellai Gardens A Recognition A Prophetess A Florentine Joke A Dangerous Colleague “While this conversation was going forward, Dickey had been furtively stroking and kissing the soft white hand” “Tito rose and was about to move away” “They sat in that way without looking at each other, until the rain abated and began to fall in stillness” “The soul that was born anew to music was born anew to love” “The painter said, ‘It is as Santa Clara that I want you to stand’” “Tessa looked up and saw a lady in black” “Mary looked up with some roguishness at Fred” “In utter amazement, Silas fell on his knees” “Here Gwendolen seemed a Calypso among her nymphs” “He was looking up at her quite calmly” “He stroked the satin head, and said in his gentlest voice, ‘How do you do, Lizzie? will you give me a kiss?’” “Father, I will be guided” “But in the course of that survey her eyes met Deronda's” “A man with a sabre in his hand was taking the command” “A large man in a smock-frock, with a pitchfork in his hand, rushed up to Mr. Freely and hugged him, crying out, ‘Zavy, Zavy, b'other Zavy!’” “[Maggie was] looking darkly radiant from under her beaver-bonnet” “‘Mamma!’ said Rosamond blushing deeply” "You, my child - are you / Halting and wavering?" "You really have no idea what an impression it conveys when you say you are a radical." "You didn't think it was so pretty, did you?" "You are very beautiful." "Yet quiet, lowly as a meek white dove, / That with its presence teaches gentleness." "Would sing as finely to this suffering child, / As at the court where princes on him smiled." "With a heavy bag on his back" "Why, my lads, how's this?" "Why did she stand before me with the candle in her hand, with her cruel contemptuous eyes fixed on me, and the glittering serpent, like a familiar demon, on her breast?" "Where the little stream / Parts a green hollow 'twixt the gentle slopes." "Wheeled her round" "What is the matter? You are distressed." "Wake, dear, wake! Listen to me." "To ask the name of this town" "This is come to pass and the rest will come." "They will marry; yes, they will" "There, Dauphin, tell me what that is" "There were trim cheerful villages." "Then we'll never part any more, Dinah" "The young squire leading off wi' Miss Nancy for partners" "The risk of fording streams" "The rarer pleasure of seeing Miss Nancy Lammeter" "The object of his search" "The minister asked him if he knew where he had left that knife?" "The long pipes" "The little bridal procession" "The house was held / As if a storm were listening with delight / And hushed its thunder." "The field's length you'd go." "The father whose return is greeted by young voices" "The company at the 'Rainbow.'" "The children always called him 'Old Master Marner.'" "That's ended!" "Take to their legs in terror" "Suppose, now, you get the money yourself, and save me the trouble, eh?" "Suppose you let me look at myself" "Stay a minute, Liebchen" "Some favourite bank" "Silva, if now between us came a sword" "Silas fell on his knees" "She turned from the window with gladness in her eyes" "She stood, divested of all personal considerations, whether of vanity or shyness." "She sinks down on her knees, takes the dear hand in her arms, and kisses the cold forehead." "She saw... something which made her pause motionless." "She retreated to her father's chair again, and held him round the neck." "She lingered at the door before she gathered courage to knock." "She laid her hand upon his shoulder; I repeated 'I am ready.'" "She held the door wide" "She heard herself called 'Mother!' and felt a light kiss on each cheek." "Shake hands; Good-by." "See," said Romola, "God has sent me to you again" "Sat on Dolly's knee" "Robbed!" said Silas, gaspingly "Raffles started up and stared round him in terror" "Promise me, Papa, that you will consent to what we wish." "Place for the queen of song!" "Our meadow-path had memorable spots: / One where it bridged a tiny rivulet." "Oh, I am not sure that I want to be taken care of." "Night-black the charger, black the rider's plume." "My dear young lady - Miss Brooke - Dorothea!" "My dear - dear - husband - you have been - very - good to me." "My child! I'll go with you" "Mrs. Holt sat on a stool, in singular relief against the pedestal of the Apollo." "Lizzie advanced without hesitation, and put out one hand, while she fingered her coral necklace with the other." "Like little dogs face to face" "Lamps burning low make little atmospheres / Of light amid the dimness." "It's all one to me. I can make five codicils." "It was one of their happy mornings." "Inviting Silas with much chuckling" "In perfect contentment" "I've made two wills, and I'm going to burn one. Now you do as I tell you." "I'm no more drunk nor you are, nor so much." "I'll put them on, / Help me, my lord, and you shall see me now / Somewhat as I shall look at Court with you." "I thought you would have some" "I have brought a little petitioner." "I am waiting for something else" "How I pity all the other girls at the archery meeting!" "Holding his son Aaron between his knees" "His hospitality rayed out" "His doublet loose, his right arm backward flung, / His left caressing close the long-necked lute." "Here sat Eppie" "Here I have listened to the messages of earth and sky" "Her eyes met Deronda's" "He was seen setting off" "He spread his tents upon the grassy plain / Which, eastward widening like the open main, / Showed the first whiteness 'neath the morning star." "He sought the screen / Of thorny thickets, and there fell unseen" "He rose and gave his arm to Bulstrode" "He pushed her to the entrance...and thrust her out." "He felt his heart begin to beat violently, and for a few moments he was unable to stretch out his hand and grasp the restored treasure." "He cried again - and I held my hand, and my heart said, 'Die!' - and he sank" "Had made her blood creep" "Grandcourt saw it and saw that it was attracting Deronda’s notice" "Go gently before she wakes" "Felix went straight to this platform and stepped upon it, crying 'Halt!'" "Fedalma, it is Silva!" "Eppie's play" "Eppie frisking" "Dr. Kimble making himself agreeable to his feminine patients" "Down fell the great chief" "Do you suppose that I ever disbelieved in you?" "Do you command me to go?" "Do trust me. Let me help you." "Come with me to the mountain" "Come now, you'll say I used to be a Tory." "Circling, she lightly bends and lifts on high / The multitudinous-sounding tambourine." "But talk of an independent politician and he will appear" "But he who wears a solitary chain heading the file, has turned to face Fedalma" "Brother and Sister" "Bright, O bright Fedalma!" "Beset by mothers" "Be quick. What has he done with my horse?" "At the covert side" "Armgart, dear Armgart, only speak to me" "And you will put the crown to the mortification of my life, Harold" "And what must you be letting him have my money for?" "Alone amid the hills at first he tried / His winged song." "All eyes were bent on Silas Marner" "Ah, the dear head, the dear head!" said Mordecai, in a low loving tone, laying his thin hand gently on the curls "After a few moments of silence, he looked up at her." "Across the homestead to the rookery elms, / Whose tall old trunks had each a grassy mound" "A steadfast form that held him with its thought" "A present from Miss Priscilla" "A man in threadbare clothing was seated on a stool against some bookshelves" "A figure came from out the olive trees." "A chance meeting" "A bullet whizzed past through Felix Holt's shoulder … Felix fell." "A beautiful nap in the gig" "’My little lady, where are you going to?’ the gypsy said” "'What does all this mean, Mrs. Tulliver?' said Mr. Wakem." "'What am I to write, father?' said Tom." "'Tis a Sword" "'Ring the bell for my ale, will you.'" "'Let me go, you scoundrel,' said Harold, fiercely, 'or I'll be the death of you.'" "'Here, my dear, try if you can eat a bit o' this.'" 'It is coming, Maggie!' Tom said, in a deep hoarse voice, loosing the oars, and clasping her. 'Father, I have not been good to you; But I will be, I will be,' said Esther, laying her head on his knee.