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... passed , in the solitude of an inn chamber ? If thou hast , thou wilt be able to pity me . Behold me , interrupted in the course of my journeying up the fair banks of the Rhine , and laid up by indisposition in this old frontier town of ...
... passed , in the solitude of an inn chamber ? If thou hast , thou wilt be able to pity me . Behold me , interrupted in the course of my journeying up the fair banks of the Rhine , and laid up by indisposition in this old frontier town of ...
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... passed several months at Paris . The English and French were on better terms in those days than at present , and mingled cordially in society . The English went abroad to spend money then , and the French were always ready to help them ...
... passed several months at Paris . The English and French were on better terms in those days than at present , and mingled cordially in society . The English went abroad to spend money then , and the French were always ready to help them ...
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... passed over my uncle , made his blood run cold , and chilled the very marrow in his bones . It then stretched its arms towards heaven , clasped its hands , and wringing them in a supplicating manner , glided slowly out of the room . My ...
... passed over my uncle , made his blood run cold , and chilled the very marrow in his bones . It then stretched its arms towards heaven , clasped its hands , and wringing them in a supplicating manner , glided slowly out of the room . My ...
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... passed the rest of the night was a secret he never disclosed . In fact , though he had seen much service , he was but indifferently acquainted with geography , and apt to make blunders in his travels about inns at night , which it would ...
... passed the rest of the night was a secret he never disclosed . In fact , though he had seen much service , he was but indifferently acquainted with geography , and apt to make blunders in his travels about inns at night , which it would ...
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... passed my hand over my eyes several times , as if seeking instinctively to brush away the illusion - in vain . They instantly reverted to the picture , and its chilling , creeping influ- ence over my flesh and blood was redoubled . I ...
... passed my hand over my eyes several times , as if seeking instinctively to brush away the illusion - in vain . They instantly reverted to the picture , and its chilling , creeping influ- ence over my flesh and blood was redoubled . I ...
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Página 161 - I care not, fortune, what you me deny ; You cannot rob me of free nature's grace ; You cannot shut the windows of the sky, Through which Aurora shows her brightening face, You cannot bar my constant feet to trace The woods and lawns, by living stream, at eve : Let health my nerves and finer fibres brace, And I their toys to the great children leave : Of fancy, reason, virtue, nought can me bereave.
Página 230 - ... true sympathy; how few love us for ourselves; how few will befriend us in our misfortunes; then it is that we think of the mother we have lost. It is true I had always loved my mother, even in my most heedless days; but I felt how inconsiderate and ineffectual had been my love. My heart melted as I retraced the days of infancy, when I was led by a mother's hand, and rocked to sleep in a mother's arms, and was without care or sorrow. "O my mother!
Página 363 - Now I remember those old women's words, Who in my wealth would tell me winter's tales, And speak of spirits and ghosts that glide by night About the place where treasure hath been hid...
Página xi - There is a certain relief in change, even though it be from bad to worse! As I have often found in travelling in a stagecoach, that it is often a comfort to shift one's position, and be bruised in a new place.