De Clifford; or Passion more powerful than reason, Volym 3–4 |
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... voice of returning reason once more was heard— “ Stop , madman ! " it cried , 66 66 But stop , rash being ! thou who darest , with impious lips , to call in question Heaven's just decrees , and to bring down Heaven's vengeance on thy ...
... voice of returning reason once more was heard— “ Stop , madman ! " it cried , 66 66 But stop , rash being ! thou who darest , with impious lips , to call in question Heaven's just decrees , and to bring down Heaven's vengeance on thy ...
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... voice was loud and easy to be heard . It was so dark that I could see no one , and I therefore called aloud , as I thought I thought that the voices were at no great distance DE CLIFFORD . 63.
... voice was loud and easy to be heard . It was so dark that I could see no one , and I therefore called aloud , as I thought I thought that the voices were at no great distance DE CLIFFORD . 63.
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... my home . and offered to She thanked me , but said it could not save her ; she felt that she was dying ; but , ' said she , in a feeble voice , and pointing to her . in 64 DE CLIFFORD . I thought that the voices were at no ...
... my home . and offered to She thanked me , but said it could not save her ; she felt that she was dying ; but , ' said she , in a feeble voice , and pointing to her . in 64 DE CLIFFORD . I thought that the voices were at no ...
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De Clifford (fict.name.) in a feeble voice , and pointing to her . child , take care of my Rosalind ! " Rosalind lifted up her streaming eyes , and exclaimed- " Oh God ! was it my mother ! my murdered mother ! " " Your mother never ...
De Clifford (fict.name.) in a feeble voice , and pointing to her . child , take care of my Rosalind ! " Rosalind lifted up her streaming eyes , and exclaimed- " Oh God ! was it my mother ! my murdered mother ! " " Your mother never ...
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... voices of the dead seemed to echo it along the roof , and to welcome the ashes of ano- ther son of mortality to their lowly and long repose . Rosalind's spirits quite forsook her when she saw the gravel thrown upon the coffin , and ...
... voices of the dead seemed to echo it along the roof , and to welcome the ashes of ano- ther son of mortality to their lowly and long repose . Rosalind's spirits quite forsook her when she saw the gravel thrown upon the coffin , and ...
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Sida 136 - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep ; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
Sida 53 - THE PAINTER'S LAST WORK.1 Clasp me a little longer on the brink Of life, while I can feel thy dear caress; And when this heart hath ceased to beat, oh! think, And let it mitigate thy woe's excess, That thou hast been to me all tenderness, And friend to more than human friendship just — Oh ! by that retrospect of happiness, And by the hope of an immortal trust, God shall assuage thy pangs when I am laid in dust!
Sida 179 - Then are they glad, because they are at rest, and so He bringeth them unto the haven where they would be. 0 that men would therefore praise the Lord for his goodness, and declare the wonders that He doeth for the children of men.
Sida 178 - My song shall be alway of the loving-kindness of the Lord : With my mouth will I ever be shewing thy truth from one generation to another.
Sida 171 - Tis Waldegrave's self, of Waldegrave come to tell !" A burst of joy the father's lips declare, But Gertrude speechless on his bosom fell ; At once his open arms...
Sida 62 - There is nearly as much ability requisite to know how to make use of good advice, as to know how to act for one's self. We may give advice ; but we cannot give conduct. We are never made so ridiculous by the qualities we have, as by those we affect to have.
Sida 24 - And in this rage, with some great kinsman's bone, As with a club, dash out my desperate brains ?