The Pastor's Fire-side: A Novel, Svazek 3Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1817 |
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Strana 14
... cried the ve- nerable instructor ; " love was bestowed by heaven on man , to be a help - mate to his labours . It is wantonness , that is the offspring of idleness . But the son of the bondswoman , arrays himself like the heir of ...
... cried the ve- nerable instructor ; " love was bestowed by heaven on man , to be a help - mate to his labours . It is wantonness , that is the offspring of idleness . But the son of the bondswoman , arrays himself like the heir of ...
Strana 26
... cried Louis , " I cannot compromise myself one moment on so abhorrent a subject ! How could I look up , if I were to be pointed at wherever I moved , as the future hus- band of this justly contemned widow of Count Altheim ? 26 THE ...
... cried Louis , " I cannot compromise myself one moment on so abhorrent a subject ! How could I look up , if I were to be pointed at wherever I moved , as the future hus- band of this justly contemned widow of Count Altheim ? 26 THE ...
Strana 38
... cried she , " and the consequences of the next two hours be on your own head . " The consequences he already felt in his heart ; and , without further look of remonstrance , or attempt to utter another word , he bowed and obeyed . She ...
... cried she , " and the consequences of the next two hours be on your own head . " The consequences he already felt in his heart ; and , without further look of remonstrance , or attempt to utter another word , he bowed and obeyed . She ...
Strana 39
... cried Her Majesty with a proud smile ; " I have brought you a penitent . Can you pardon and receive him again to your heart ? " 66 Oh , Wharton ! " exclaimed the in- most soul of Louis , at that moment re- collecting the rejected ...
... cried Her Majesty with a proud smile ; " I have brought you a penitent . Can you pardon and receive him again to your heart ? " 66 Oh , Wharton ! " exclaimed the in- most soul of Louis , at that moment re- collecting the rejected ...
Strana 43
... cried she , impetuously grasping his arm , and hiding her face on it ; “ or , repeat that word , and release me , by kill- ing me ! But , I have survived your esteem , and why should I longer wish to live ? " His heart was subdued ; and ...
... cried she , impetuously grasping his arm , and hiding her face on it ; “ or , repeat that word , and release me , by kill- ing me ! But , I have survived your esteem , and why should I longer wish to live ? " His heart was subdued ; and ...
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Strana 14 - Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it Love-in-idleness.
Strana 374 - Father, who wouldest not the death of a sinner but rather that he should turn from his wickedness and live...
Strana 49 - God : and he that does a base thing in zeal for his friend, burns the golden thread that ties their hearts together ; it is a conspiracy, but no longer friendship.
Strana 233 - Oh that I had wings like a dove ! for then would I fly away, and be at rest.