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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... hours of privacy , he was a miserable one . Exclusive of the death of his wife , his children alone possessed the charm of beguiling the gloom and monotony of his life ; and to the excessive fondness he indulged in ... hour of expected 17.
... hours of privacy , he was a miserable one . Exclusive of the death of his wife , his children alone possessed the charm of beguiling the gloom and monotony of his life ; and to the excessive fondness he indulged in ... hour of expected 17.
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... hour of expected dissolution , the conduct of his youngest son pressed heavy on his spirits , and filled him with sad pre- sentiments ; many times he tried to speak , and unburthen his mind of a weight that seemed to oppress him , but ...
... hour of expected dissolution , the conduct of his youngest son pressed heavy on his spirits , and filled him with sad pre- sentiments ; many times he tried to speak , and unburthen his mind of a weight that seemed to oppress him , but ...
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... hours , they parted , mutually pleased with each other ; all the information , however , that Moraldi could gain as to the situation of his new acquaintance , was that they were French ; their names de Cleance ; and that they had been ...
... hours , they parted , mutually pleased with each other ; all the information , however , that Moraldi could gain as to the situation of his new acquaintance , was that they were French ; their names de Cleance ; and that they had been ...
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... heard no longer ; her music was neglected , her drawings torn and ef- faced , and all her hours past in tracing each step of the path where she had VOL . II . C first first scen Moraldi , in musing on his image when 25.
... heard no longer ; her music was neglected , her drawings torn and ef- faced , and all her hours past in tracing each step of the path where she had VOL . II . C first first scen Moraldi , in musing on his image when 25.
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... hour ; yet , as the evening was mild and refreshing , he might have been induced to stray beyond his cus tomary bounds ; the distant convent- bell , however , chiming another half hour , filled her with alarm and uneasi- ness . She ...
... hour ; yet , as the evening was mild and refreshing , he might have been induced to stray beyond his cus tomary bounds ; the distant convent- bell , however , chiming another half hour , filled her with alarm and uneasi- ness . She ...
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Page 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?
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.
Page 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...