Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Volumen3 |
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... night came , when I had sought the silence of my room , the repose of my bed , that my impish nursling , Conscience , whom I had so carefully barred and bolted in my heart during the day , crept forth , squatted at my ear , and ...
... night came , when I had sought the silence of my room , the repose of my bed , that my impish nursling , Conscience , whom I had so carefully barred and bolted in my heart during the day , crept forth , squatted at my ear , and ...
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... night a middle - aged woman sat in the parlour sewing incessantly . But her diligence could not keep pace with the fleeting hours ; and more assistance had to be pro- cured . Dr. Monck came regularly every morning ; and as we could not ...
... night a middle - aged woman sat in the parlour sewing incessantly . But her diligence could not keep pace with the fleeting hours ; and more assistance had to be pro- cured . Dr. Monck came regularly every morning ; and as we could not ...
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... night before , I had long and earnestly wrestled in prayer . I had besought my Father not to withhold His blessing from me because I was about to break His law . He knew the truth ; He had watched the long and bitter struggles that had ...
... night before , I had long and earnestly wrestled in prayer . I had besought my Father not to withhold His blessing from me because I was about to break His law . He knew the truth ; He had watched the long and bitter struggles that had ...
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... night ? that neither my wishes , my entreaties , nor our position are to avail ? ' C Neither your wishes , nor your entreaties , nor our position can avail ? ' The emphasis struck her ; she eyed him eagerly , perhaps with some ...
... night ? that neither my wishes , my entreaties , nor our position are to avail ? ' C Neither your wishes , nor your entreaties , nor our position can avail ? ' The emphasis struck her ; she eyed him eagerly , perhaps with some ...
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... me . ' She told me so on my returning home last night , ' he said . ' I kissed her and told her that her decision made me very happy . I think VOL . III . D not more than ten words passed on the subject . PERPLEXITY . 33.
... me . ' She told me so on my returning home last night , ' he said . ' I kissed her and told her that her decision made me very happy . I think VOL . III . D not more than ten words passed on the subject . PERPLEXITY . 33.
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.