Perplexity, by Sydney Mostyn, Volumen3 |
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... passed out , got into the street , and walked in the direction of the church . If you would like to know my thoughts just then , I do not think I can gratify you . I might as well attempt to give names to the various hues or rather ...
... passed out , got into the street , and walked in the direction of the church . If you would like to know my thoughts just then , I do not think I can gratify you . I might as well attempt to give names to the various hues or rather ...
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... passed my arm through his ; my vision grew dim ; when it cleared I was kneeling at the communion - rail . My prayer offered , I rose ; the clergyman confronted us ; in a moment his voice broke the calm ; with bended head I stood ...
... passed my arm through his ; my vision grew dim ; when it cleared I was kneeling at the communion - rail . My prayer offered , I rose ; the clergyman confronted us ; in a moment his voice broke the calm ; with bended head I stood ...
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... passing through High Street ; we chose this way , for Dr. Monck was well known in Huddleston , and under the circumstances it was highly desirable that we should encounter as few speculative eyes as possible . It was not until we were ...
... passing through High Street ; we chose this way , for Dr. Monck was well known in Huddleston , and under the circumstances it was highly desirable that we should encounter as few speculative eyes as possible . It was not until we were ...
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... passed from the room , leaving his mother white and speechless with indignation . What my feelings were as I listened to his account of this incident I cannot hope to define . He had repeated the conversation accurately ; for he said it ...
... passed from the room , leaving his mother white and speechless with indignation . What my feelings were as I listened to his account of this incident I cannot hope to define . He had repeated the conversation accurately ; for he said it ...
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... . ' 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.
... . ' 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.