Di Montranzo; or the novice of Corpus domini, Հատոր 2 |
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Արդյունքներ 59–ի 1-ից 5-ը:
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... eyes , wandering from window to window , seemed in search of some ob- ject to rest on . I concluded him to be some romantic lover , come to offer up his devotion at the shrine of his heart's idola- try ; and , smiling at my own ...
... eyes , wandering from window to window , seemed in search of some ob- ject to rest on . I concluded him to be some romantic lover , come to offer up his devotion at the shrine of his heart's idola- try ; and , smiling at my own ...
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... eyes , melting in tender languor , were fixed upon her parent , while over her lovely features the laughing graces of Hygeia seemed to play , as her rosy finger pointed to the gaily freighted bosom of the Adriatic.- Alas ! who , unmoved ...
... eyes , melting in tender languor , were fixed upon her parent , while over her lovely features the laughing graces of Hygeia seemed to play , as her rosy finger pointed to the gaily freighted bosom of the Adriatic.- Alas ! who , unmoved ...
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... eyes resting on his face , I recognised the inveterate foe of my dearest friend- the Marchese di Montranzo , the once- rejected lover of the Marchesa . " Soon were the fleeting senses of Phi- lippina restored , and , with them , that ...
... eyes resting on his face , I recognised the inveterate foe of my dearest friend- the Marchese di Montranzo , the once- rejected lover of the Marchesa . " Soon were the fleeting senses of Phi- lippina restored , and , with them , that ...
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... eyes of De Linchtenstein . My arms , ' I pursued , regardless of his effort to speak , ' shall shield her from the storms of life ; and my heart - But your father ! ' interrupted the nearly - exhausted De Linch- tenstein . My father ...
... eyes of De Linchtenstein . My arms , ' I pursued , regardless of his effort to speak , ' shall shield her from the storms of life ; and my heart - But your father ! ' interrupted the nearly - exhausted De Linch- tenstein . My father ...
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... eyes , surcharged with tears , were raised to Heaven , and her snowy bosom heaved with the sigh of woe . Philippina , ' I exclaimed , snatching her passive hand , I too am a supplicant , I too şolicit mercy ; ' tis from you I crave the ...
... eyes , surcharged with tears , were raised to Heaven , and her snowy bosom heaved with the sigh of woe . Philippina , ' I exclaimed , snatching her passive hand , I too am a supplicant , I too şolicit mercy ; ' tis from you I crave the ...
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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.