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...citadel — the heart, rallied book -the ¡ilm forsook his eyes for a moment — he looked up wistfully in my Uncle Toby's face, then cast a look upon his...fine as it was, was never broken. " Nature instantly ebbed again— the film returned to its place — the pulse fluttered — stopped — went on — throbbed...

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...retreating to their last citadel, the heart,—rallied back,—the film forsook his eyes for a moment;—he looked up wishfully in my uncle Toby's face ;—then...look upon his boy ;—and that ligament, fine as it was—was never broken!— Nature instantly ebb'd again ;—the film returned to its place;— the...

...waxing cold and slow within him, and were retreating to their last citadel, the heart, rallied back — the film forsook his eyes for a moment — he looked...fine as it was, was never broken. Nature instantly ebbed again — the film returned to its place — the pulse fluttered — stopped — went on —...

...cold and slow within him, and were retreating to their last citadel, the heart, — rallied back, — the film forsook his eyes for a moment ; — he looked...then cast a look upon his boy; — and that ligament, fineasitwas, — was never broken. — \ Nature instantly ebbed again; — the film returned to its...

...their last citadel, rallied back ; the film forsook his eyes for a moment ; he looked up wistfully in my uncle Toby's face, then cast a look upon his boy. Nature instantly ebbed again ; the film returned to its place ; the pulse fluttered — stopped —...

...Fevre, which were waxing cold, and were retreating to their last citadel, the heart,— rallied back : the film forsook his eyes for a moment; he looked...fine as it was, was never broken. Nature instantly ebbed again, the film returned to its place the pulse fluttered—stopped—went on—throbbed —stopped...

...waxing cold and slow within him, and were retreating to their last citadel, the heart, rallied back; And into clear perfection, gradual bliss, Refining...change, Almighty Father, then Are but the varied Ciod. ebbed again ; the film returned to its place; the pulse fluttered — stopped — went on — throbbed...

...citadel, the heart, rallied back — the film forsook his eyes for a moment — he looked up wistfully in my uncle Toby's face — then cast a look upon...ebb'd again, the film returned to its place the pulse flutter'd stopp'd went on throbb'd — — stopp'd again mov'd stopp'd shall I go on ? No. STERNE....