Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Том 3 |
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... feel , and know , Thou wilt forgive Knowing that I , though often blind and false To those I love , and O , more false than all Unto myself , have been most true to thee . ' J. R. LOWELL . VOL . III . BOD LONDON : HENRY S. KING & Co ...
... feel , and know , Thou wilt forgive Knowing that I , though often blind and false To those I love , and O , more false than all Unto myself , have been most true to thee . ' J. R. LOWELL . VOL . III . BOD LONDON : HENRY S. KING & Co ...
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... and rejoiced to find in it no sign of tribulation . The strong wish to feel happy made me so . My heart recoiled from the poor tribute to my lover which a sorrowful face would offer . I attired myself plainly and simply PERPLEXITY .
... and rejoiced to find in it no sign of tribulation . The strong wish to feel happy made me so . My heart recoiled from the poor tribute to my lover which a sorrowful face would offer . I attired myself plainly and simply PERPLEXITY .
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... feel like a ghost , ' I answered ; ' I can't believe that I am alive . Everything is so strange , so vague , so uncanny . Is it all true , Mrs. Shaw ? am I really to be married ? ' To this absurd question practical Mrs. Shaw answered by ...
... feel like a ghost , ' I answered ; ' I can't believe that I am alive . Everything is so strange , so vague , so uncanny . Is it all true , Mrs. Shaw ? am I really to be married ? ' To this absurd question practical Mrs. Shaw answered by ...
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... feel - I felt the biting irony of the re - enactment , of the clergyman's salute and the others ' felicitations . In the porch we paused . ' Shall I go home by myself , Frank ? ' I said . He mused . 6 ' No , ' he suddenly exclaimed , we ...
... feel - I felt the biting irony of the re - enactment , of the clergyman's salute and the others ' felicitations . In the porch we paused . ' Shall I go home by myself , Frank ? ' I said . He mused . 6 ' No , ' he suddenly exclaimed , we ...
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... feel - nervous , cold , shiverish ? ' You have hit my symptoms , ' I answer . " Will a kiss do her good ? ' It is given , but it imparts no strength . ' Will Lady Monck be very angry , darling ? ' I ask . ' Why should she be angry ...
... feel - nervous , cold , shiverish ? ' You have hit my symptoms , ' I answer . " Will a kiss do her good ? ' It is given , but it imparts no strength . ' Will Lady Monck be very angry , darling ? ' I ask . ' Why should she be angry ...
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Сторінка 8 - I REQUIRE and charge you both, as ye will answer at the dreadful day of judgment when the secrets of all hearts shall be disclosed, that if either of you know any impediment, why ye may not be lawfully joined together in Matrimony, ye do now confess it.
Сторінка 19 - Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round, walks on, And turns no more his head ; Because he knows a frightful fiend Doth close behind him tread.
Сторінка 90 - Pure, bracing ventilation they must have up there at all times, indeed. One may guess the power of the north wind blowing over the edge by the excessive slant of a few stunted firs at the end of the house, and by a range of gaunt thorns all stretching their limbs one way, as if craving alms of the sun.
Сторінка 85 - As fills a father's eyes with light; And pleasures flow in so thick and fast Upon his heart, that he at last Must needs express his love's excess With words of unmeant bitterness. Perhaps 'tis pretty to force together Thoughts so all unlike each other, To mutter and mock a broken charm, To dally with wrong that does no harm. Perhaps 'tis tender too and pretty 670 At each wild word to feel within A sweet recoil of love and pity.