The Pastor's Fire-side: A Novel, Tom 3Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1817 |
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... noble inmates . The frank and ardent gratitude of the illustrious widow , had interested his feelings ; and , adding to this , the undescribable attach- ing quality which lies in an obligation , such as that he had conferred on the ...
... noble inmates . The frank and ardent gratitude of the illustrious widow , had interested his feelings ; and , adding to this , the undescribable attach- ing quality which lies in an obligation , such as that he had conferred on the ...
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... noble candour in his eyes almost dazzled the stedfast , doubting gaze of Elizabeth . " Had I sought a subterfuge , " replied he , " I should have merited the utmost of Your Majesty's disdain ; but from the first moment that I found ...
... noble candour in his eyes almost dazzled the stedfast , doubting gaze of Elizabeth . " Had I sought a subterfuge , " replied he , " I should have merited the utmost of Your Majesty's disdain ; but from the first moment that I found ...
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... noble Cornelia would despise ! I dare not con- fess to those who love and honour me , so degrading a disappointment of their hopes . " He turned to the gentle accents of his sweet Alice , breathed in a letter which had been wet with her ...
... noble Cornelia would despise ! I dare not con- fess to those who love and honour me , so degrading a disappointment of their hopes . " He turned to the gentle accents of his sweet Alice , breathed in a letter which had been wet with her ...
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... would tell you , that Wharton alone was the aggressor . We met like hostile bulls , and wonder not that we should plunge at once upon each other's horns ! Respect him still , for he is a noble enemy ; E 4 THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE . 79.
... would tell you , that Wharton alone was the aggressor . We met like hostile bulls , and wonder not that we should plunge at once upon each other's horns ! Respect him still , for he is a noble enemy ; E 4 THE PASTOR'S FIRE - SIDE . 79.
Strona 80
A Novel Jane Porter. him still , for he is a noble enemy ; but I am his , for ever . " Louis threw himself at his father's feet . 66 My gracious father ! oh that the vi- sible pleadings of my heart , that its dear- est blood , could make ...
A Novel Jane Porter. him still , for he is a noble enemy ; but I am his , for ever . " Louis threw himself at his father's feet . 66 My gracious father ! oh that the vi- sible pleadings of my heart , that its dear- est blood , could make ...
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