The Eve of San-Pietro: A Tale. In Three Volumes..T. Cadell and W. Davies, Strand, 1804 |
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... , though by Nature marked the jest of fortune , and the sport of circumstance , Art reared the foundling with a parent's care , and made mankind my victim and my prey . J HE " He now approached the door.- Stay ! " cried 13.
... , though by Nature marked the jest of fortune , and the sport of circumstance , Art reared the foundling with a parent's care , and made mankind my victim and my prey . J HE " He now approached the door.- Stay ! " cried 13.
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A Tale. In Three Volumes.. Mary Anne Neri. " He now approached the door.- Stay ! " cried the frantic Marchese , yet a moment longer , and take a life of horror and despair ; for once , Ubaldo , be merciful in thy vengeance , and save me ...
A Tale. In Three Volumes.. Mary Anne Neri. " He now approached the door.- Stay ! " cried the frantic Marchese , yet a moment longer , and take a life of horror and despair ; for once , Ubaldo , be merciful in thy vengeance , and save me ...
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... approached , and with an ingenuousness and candour he knew so well how to assume , offered his arm to support him . " YOUNG man , " said the stranger , laying his hand upon his shoulder , while a look of dignified sorrow marked each ...
... approached , and with an ingenuousness and candour he knew so well how to assume , offered his arm to support him . " YOUNG man , " said the stranger , laying his hand upon his shoulder , while a look of dignified sorrow marked each ...
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... approached ; their air and habits were familiar to her ; and in a few minutes the glim- . mering light they held , shewed the well remembered features of Moraldi . A sickening sensation struck cold to her heart . " My father ! Oh , my ...
... approached ; their air and habits were familiar to her ; and in a few minutes the glim- . mering light they held , shewed the well remembered features of Moraldi . A sickening sensation struck cold to her heart . " My father ! Oh , my ...
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... approaching death ! Now , in hollow sounds , he caught the echoes of the workmen employed in erecting his scaffold at that moment a smile of malignant triumph flashed - over his countenance . " Man ! " he exclaimed , as he concluded his ...
... approaching death ! Now , in hollow sounds , he caught the echoes of the workmen employed in erecting his scaffold at that moment a smile of malignant triumph flashed - over his countenance . " Man ! " he exclaimed , as he concluded his ...
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Abruzzo agita agony Albenza ance behold Bertoldo bosom breast castle chese child Claudine Cleance Corvino cottage countenance cried crimes curse danger dared death deprived despair door dreadful dungeon dying Eloise Eve of San exclaimed existence eyes fatal fatal beauty fatal secret fate Father Jerome fear feelings garment gazed Gradisca groan guilty Guiseppe hand happiness hastened heart Heaven honour hope horror hour induced infant innocence instantly inwardly Italy look Lord Lorenzo Louis de Volange Marchese di Morano Marquis de Volange marriage ment mind miseries misfortunes Moraldi mother murder Naples ness never night offspring once pangs parent Paulina peace poniard proved quired racter repentant replied revenge round ruin San Pietro secret seek Signiora small pox soon sorrow soul spirit sufferings tears tenderness thee thou thought tion treachery Ubal Ubaldo vengeance victim villain Viola virtuous wife witness woman wound wretched youth Zanotti
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Página 199 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Página 199 - Reserved him to more wrath ; for now the thought Both of lost happiness, and lasting pain, Torments him : round he throws his baleful eyes, That witness'd huge affliction and dismay Mix'd with obdurate pride and steadfast hate : At once, as far as Angels...
Página 166 - His cloister'd flight; ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Página 166 - Unmark'd ; — see, from behind her secret stand, The sly informer minutes every fault, And her dread diary with horror fills.
Página 233 - Syphax, we must work in haste: Oh think what anxious moments pass between The birth of plots and their last fatal periods. Oh ! 'tis a dreadful interval of time, Filled up with horror all, and big with death...