The Pastor's Fire-side: A Novel, Svazek 3Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1817 |
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Strana 32
... turned into a joyless resolve of fulfilling his task from a sense of duty alone . His heart felt like a petri- faction in his breast ; his veins were chil- led ; and , with a cloud over every faculty , he paced his way , as a man in a ...
... turned into a joyless resolve of fulfilling his task from a sense of duty alone . His heart felt like a petri- faction in his breast ; his veins were chil- led ; and , with a cloud over every faculty , he paced his way , as a man in a ...
Strana 36
... completing the apostrophe , she turned proudly away , and walked up the room . She returned , and addressed him . " I have condescended to argue thus with you , because you are the son of the 36 THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE .
... completing the apostrophe , she turned proudly away , and walked up the room . She returned , and addressed him . " I have condescended to argue thus with you , because you are the son of the 36 THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE .
Strana 40
... turned his eyes upon her ; but no sym- pathy was in their beams ; no belief in the semblance of her tears . She looked up and met his rigid observation . Her beautiful eyes swam , like sapphire gems in the summer dew . A soft attraction ...
... turned his eyes upon her ; but no sym- pathy was in their beams ; no belief in the semblance of her tears . She looked up and met his rigid observation . Her beautiful eyes swam , like sapphire gems in the summer dew . A soft attraction ...
Strana 43
... turned towards him , and meeting the relenting expression of his anguished countenance , she smiled like heaven , and threw herself upon his breast . Louis's heart heaved , and panted under the beautiful burden THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE .
... turned towards him , and meeting the relenting expression of his anguished countenance , she smiled like heaven , and threw herself upon his breast . Louis's heart heaved , and panted under the beautiful burden THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE .
Strana 50
... their hopes . " He turned to the gentle accents of his sweet Alice , breathed in a letter which had been wet with her grateful tears . Don Ferdinand had complied with her peti- tion . He had 50 THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE .
... their hopes . " He turned to the gentle accents of his sweet Alice , breathed in a letter which had been wet with her grateful tears . Don Ferdinand had complied with her peti- tion . He had 50 THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE .
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Alcaid Ambassador answer Arch-duchess bassador betrayed bosom breast Carinthia carriage CHAP countenance Countess Altheim dare daughter demand dispatches Don Carlos door drew Duke de Ripperda Duke of Wharton Duke Wharton Duke's dungeon Electress Elizabeth Emperor Empress enemies English Duke entered exclaimed eyes father favourite fear felt Giovenozzo Grimaldo hand happiness heard heart honour hour insult JANE PORTER King knew letter Lindisfarne lips looked Lorenzo Louis's Madrid Majesty Marcella Marchioness Maria Theresa Marquis de Montemar Martini master ment mind minister mother never night noble Orendayn Otteline packet passed passion perda person pistol present Prince Princess prison Queen racter replied Louis returned Louis revenge Routemberg Segovia servant shew silence Sinzendorff smile soul Spain Spanish specting spoke Stanhope stood sword THADDEUS OF WARSAW thought threw tion told turned utter Uzeda Vienna voice warden Whar woman words young
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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.