Ernest Maltravers Or The Eleusinia, Tom 8Saunders and Otley, ... Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, ... Bell and Bradfute, Edinburgh; and J. Cumming, Dublin., 1844 - 477 |
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... wish . Are you comfortable where you are , in your new lodging ? " " No. " 66 Why , they do not insult you ? " " No ; but they make a noise , and I like to be quiet to think of you . " The young philosopher was reconciled again to his ...
... wish . Are you comfortable where you are , in your new lodging ? " " No. " 66 Why , they do not insult you ? " " No ; but they make a noise , and I like to be quiet to think of you . " The young philosopher was reconciled again to his ...
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... wish , brought it to him , while he was yet hunting , amidst the further corners of the room , in places where it was certain not to be . There it was , already filled with the fragrant Salonica , glittering with the gilt pastile ...
... wish , brought it to him , while he was yet hunting , amidst the further corners of the room , in places where it was certain not to be . There it was , already filled with the fragrant Salonica , glittering with the gilt pastile ...
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... wish - the sooner the better - to - morrow - yes , to - morrow ; you are ashamed of poor Alice ; and it has been very silly in me to be so happy . " ( She struggled with her emotion for a moment , and went on . ) " You know God can hear ...
... wish - the sooner the better - to - morrow - yes , to - morrow ; you are ashamed of poor Alice ; and it has been very silly in me to be so happy . " ( She struggled with her emotion for a moment , and went on . ) " You know God can hear ...
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... wish it could say all it felt . I wish it could make poetry like you , or that words were music -I would never speak to you in anything else . I was so delighted to learn music , because when I played I seemed to be talking to you . I ...
... wish it could say all it felt . I wish it could make poetry like you , or that words were music -I would never speak to you in anything else . I was so delighted to learn music , because when I played I seemed to be talking to you . I ...
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... culties Maltravers did not explain to Alice . She thought it singular he did not wish to hear from her ; but Alice was humble . What could she say worth troubling him with , and at such an hour ? 44 ERNEST MALTRAVERS .
... culties Maltravers did not explain to Alice . She thought it singular he did not wish to hear from her ; but Alice was humble . What could she say worth troubling him with , and at such an hour ? 44 ERNEST MALTRAVERS .
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