Di Montranzo; or the novice of Corpus domini, Հատոր 2 |
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Արդյունքներ 14–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
Էջ 22
... cold marble , I pray for your happiness , while dedicating my future life to the service of my Creator , I strive to banish your image from my memory , he will receive you to his bosom , he will reinstate you in his con- fidence . And ...
... cold marble , I pray for your happiness , while dedicating my future life to the service of my Creator , I strive to banish your image from my memory , he will receive you to his bosom , he will reinstate you in his con- fidence . And ...
Էջ 43
... cold , and wretched ; the dews of evening were fast falling , the lengthening shadows of night stealing over the glare of day . Whole hours had elapsed since force had bereaved me of my love- whole hours , which the torpid state of my ...
... cold , and wretched ; the dews of evening were fast falling , the lengthening shadows of night stealing over the glare of day . Whole hours had elapsed since force had bereaved me of my love- whole hours , which the torpid state of my ...
Էջ 120
... cold hier , Eusebia , that my heart would so soon claim kindred ! " Eusebia ! " sighed Huberto- " Alas ! poor , poor Isidore ! you too can echo sigh for sigh ; you too have lost the fondly- selected partner of your life ; you too have ...
... cold hier , Eusebia , that my heart would so soon claim kindred ! " Eusebia ! " sighed Huberto- " Alas ! poor , poor Isidore ! you too can echo sigh for sigh ; you too have lost the fondly- selected partner of your life ; you too have ...
Էջ 124
... wrung from her heart the first bitter tears of sorrow . Scarce had she raised her orphan head from the cold grave of her parent , when duty's harsh mandate summoned summoned to a distant corner of the globe , and 124 Di MONTRANZO ,
... wrung from her heart the first bitter tears of sorrow . Scarce had she raised her orphan head from the cold grave of her parent , when duty's harsh mandate summoned summoned to a distant corner of the globe , and 124 Di MONTRANZO ,
Էջ 127
... cold deep grave of her love . The night - breeze whistled , the sea - mew shrieked , but anxiety foreboded not the tale . Bright sparkled the sunbeams on the undulating waves , as the vessel rode in the harbour . Eusebia , all ...
... cold deep grave of her love . The night - breeze whistled , the sea - mew shrieked , but anxiety foreboded not the tale . Bright sparkled the sunbeams on the undulating waves , as the vessel rode in the harbour . Eusebia , all ...
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Abdiel Adelheida Adriatic anguish arms articulated banished beauty beheld Benevento blessed bliss blushing bosom breathed Camaldoli Castle cheek choly Cleanthe compassion Corpus Domini dare death demnation despair despondency Di Montranzo Di Rinaldini Duca eagerly ejaculated Eugenio Eusebia exclaimed eyes faltered fancy fate Father Brazilio fear feelings Fossombrone friendship gazed gloomy grim hand happiness heard heart Heaven Hemelfride holy hope hour interrupted Isidore Lady Abbess Linch Linchtenstein linger lippina lips lover Marchese marriage melan memory ment mercy misanthropy misery monk Montranzo murmured naldini nature ness never pang passion paused peace Philippina picture pilgrim pity poor pursued rejoined Vannina religion returned Rinaldini saints scene sigh Signor sister smile sorrow soul spirit stranger surely sweet tale tears tender thought tion tis true trembling twas veil Venice villa Virgin virtue wander whispered wish wretched yield youth
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Էջ 1 - Whose blood and judgment are so well commingled That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Էջ 206 - Ah me! for aught that ever I could read. Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
Էջ 104 - A wretch forlorn," she cried ; Whose feet unhallow'd thus intrude Where Heaven and you reside. " But let a maid thy pity share, Whom love has taught to stray : Who seeks for rest, but finds despair Companion of her way.
Էջ 37 - nature will revolt, when persecution wrings the heart; and even a parent's rights lose their instinctive powers, when tyranny takes place of reason and affection
Էջ 166 - For something still there lies In Heav'n's dark volume, which I read through mists.