St. George; Or, The Canadian League, Tom 2E.G. Fuller, 1852 |
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... believe , imagine me the murderer , yet she thinks I was in some mysterious manner connected with it . I conclude this from the fact that young Wentworth penetrated the secret , and told me of it this morning . " " And you silenced him ...
... believe , imagine me the murderer , yet she thinks I was in some mysterious manner connected with it . I conclude this from the fact that young Wentworth penetrated the secret , and told me of it this morning . " " And you silenced him ...
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... believe from that moment , my love was returned . I remember that glance , I shall never forget it — it was not for a moment , but I believe that in that moment our souls beam- ed forth from our eyes , and coalesced into one essence ...
... believe from that moment , my love was returned . I remember that glance , I shall never forget it — it was not for a moment , but I believe that in that moment our souls beam- ed forth from our eyes , and coalesced into one essence ...
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... believe from the bottom of my soul , that he would as willingly this moment lay down his life for mine , as that he would lay down in his bed to sleep . I have as firm a belief in his truth , and honor , as I have in my own . " " He ...
... believe from the bottom of my soul , that he would as willingly this moment lay down his life for mine , as that he would lay down in his bed to sleep . I have as firm a belief in his truth , and honor , as I have in my own . " " He ...
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... believe me ? " " I do , " said Fergusson , all his fears quieted , as he grasped his companion's hand ; " I do , for I think I can trust you . " " You can , " said St. George , " and now let us change the subject , or possibly we may be ...
... believe me ? " " I do , " said Fergusson , all his fears quieted , as he grasped his companion's hand ; " I do , for I think I can trust you . " " You can , " said St. George , " and now let us change the subject , or possibly we may be ...
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... believe , that could say there is no such word in my vocabulary as im- possible . We cannot triumph over circumstances in the same imperial manner as he did . " 66 " But I tell you , " said Papineau , passionately , " we must send a ...
... believe , that could say there is no such word in my vocabulary as im- possible . We cannot triumph over circumstances in the same imperial manner as he did . " 66 " But I tell you , " said Papineau , passionately , " we must send a ...
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Strona 297 - I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice: then must you speak Of one that loved not wisely but too well ; Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought Perplex'd in the extreme ; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away Richer than all his tribe...
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Strona 190 - The mists boil up around the glaciers; clouds Rise curling fast beneath me, white and sulphury, Like foam from the roused ocean of deep Hell, Whose every wave breaks on a living shore, Heap'd with the damn'd like pebbles.— I am giddy.
Strona 41 - Lower Canada. 4. That all union between Church and State is hereby declared to be DISSOLVED, and every person shall be at liberty freely to exercise such religion or belief as shall be dictated to him by his conscience.
Strona 158 - ... to the place from whence you came, and from thence to the place of execution, there to be hanged by the neck till you are dead; and may God, in his infinite goodness, have mercy on your soul!
Strona 269 - HE who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress, (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers), And marked the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there...
Strona 181 - O, that a man might know The end of this day's business, ere it come ! But it sufficeth, that the day will end, And then the end is known.
Strona 39 - Acts passed in the thirty-first year of the reign of King George III., hath been continually violated by the British Government, and our rights usurped ; And...
Strona 1 - II is no marvel — from my very birth My soul was drunk with love, which did pervade And mingle with whate'er I saw on earth ; Of objects all inanimate I made Idols, and out of wild and lonely flowers, And rocks, whereby they grew, a paradise, "Whero 1 did lay me down within the shade Of waving trees, and dream'd uncounted hours, Though I was chid for wandering...