The Metropolitan, Tom 10James Cochrane, 1834 |
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... face filled my heart - the money which I had with me would defray the expenses of the journey - the coach was about to start - I could not resist the impulse of filial love , I stepped upon the vehicle , and in a few seconds found ...
... face filled my heart - the money which I had with me would defray the expenses of the journey - the coach was about to start - I could not resist the impulse of filial love , I stepped upon the vehicle , and in a few seconds found ...
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... face and form of my beloved mother , who was kneeling and praying by my bed- side . The moonlight showed me that she wept fast and freely , although no sound of sorrow passed her lips . Stretching out my hands to her , I murmured ...
... face and form of my beloved mother , who was kneeling and praying by my bed- side . The moonlight showed me that she wept fast and freely , although no sound of sorrow passed her lips . Stretching out my hands to her , I murmured ...
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... face and neck of singular beauty and fairness , but her eyes were stained with weeping , and her hurried manner indicated terror and distress . She had on a deep coarse bonnet and a common grey cloak , such as are worn by females of the ...
... face and neck of singular beauty and fairness , but her eyes were stained with weeping , and her hurried manner indicated terror and distress . She had on a deep coarse bonnet and a common grey cloak , such as are worn by females of the ...
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... face ? " I looked to Charlotte , expecting her indignant refutation of this dread- ful charge , but she had none to offer ! Pale , convicted , guilty , she sat , like a felon , awaiting doom . And addressing her , the intruder continued ...
... face ? " I looked to Charlotte , expecting her indignant refutation of this dread- ful charge , but she had none to offer ! Pale , convicted , guilty , she sat , like a felon , awaiting doom . And addressing her , the intruder continued ...
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... face in my hands , yielded to all the bitterness of the belief that my hopes of love , though fairer , had been falser than my hopes of fame . The unfortunate then fell at my feet in peni- tential humbleness , but I could not trust my ...
... face in my hands , yielded to all the bitterness of the belief that my hopes of love , though fairer , had been falser than my hopes of fame . The unfortunate then fell at my feet in peni- tential humbleness , but I could not trust my ...
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