The Eve of San-Pietro: A Tale. In Three Volumes..T. Cadell and W. Davies, Strand, 1804 - Gothic fiction (Literary genre) |
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... his garment , " through that long winding passage , turn to the right , and you will find the Father Zanotti in his cell . " ON Zanotti now rested the last hope of the guilty B 2 ON 3 THE light, which now reflected ...
... his garment , " through that long winding passage , turn to the right , and you will find the Father Zanotti in his cell . " ON Zanotti now rested the last hope of the guilty B 2 ON 3 THE light, which now reflected ...
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... father , have already been related . Bertoldo lamented him with unfeigned sorrow ; while Moraldi , engrossed with ambi- tious projects on the one side , and guilty apprehensions on the other , scarcely remembered that he had ever ...
... father , have already been related . Bertoldo lamented him with unfeigned sorrow ; while Moraldi , engrossed with ambi- tious projects on the one side , and guilty apprehensions on the other , scarcely remembered that he had ever ...
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... father , ( for so he concluded him to be , ) had gazed with rapture on the turns of her sweet countenance , as she raised them from her father to her God ; in short , he gazed till he admired , admired till he loved , if that sentiment ...
... father , ( for so he concluded him to be , ) had gazed with rapture on the turns of her sweet countenance , as she raised them from her father to her God ; in short , he gazed till he admired , admired till he loved , if that sentiment ...
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... " We shall soon be at home , my dearest father ! ' " she exclaimed , pressing a pale ema- ciated hand between hers ; " do try , therefore , and walk a little further . " now " I WILL , " I WILL , my child , " replied the 21.
... " We shall soon be at home , my dearest father ! ' " she exclaimed , pressing a pale ema- ciated hand between hers ; " do try , therefore , and walk a little further . " now " I WILL , " I WILL , my child , " replied the 21.
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... father . " MORALDI was delighted ; and the gentle Eloise raising towards him a blushing look of gratitude and ten- derness , flew before , to prepare the cottage for their reception . After a visit , which lasted three hours , they ...
... father . " MORALDI was delighted ; and the gentle Eloise raising towards him a blushing look of gratitude and ten- derness , flew before , to prepare the cottage for their reception . After a visit , which lasted three hours , they ...
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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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Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 166 - Unmark'd ; — see, from behind her secret stand, The sly informer minutes every fault, And her dread diary with horror fills.
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