Walter the murderer; or, The mysteries of El Dorado1827 |
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... asked the dame ; " I have a strange foreboding : I saw the moon over my left shoulder to - night , and twice I have heard a sound my ear like a knell ; beside , I stum- bled at the chapel door when I went last to confession . Tell me ...
... asked the dame ; " I have a strange foreboding : I saw the moon over my left shoulder to - night , and twice I have heard a sound my ear like a knell ; beside , I stum- bled at the chapel door when I went last to confession . Tell me ...
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... asked Oh , not much truly , " said Odalinde ; ' only the little savage has almost killed me , and then had the assurance to laugh at the anguish he had caused me . " " No , no , Odalinde , I did not laugh at the pain you felt ; I am ...
... asked Oh , not much truly , " said Odalinde ; ' only the little savage has almost killed me , and then had the assurance to laugh at the anguish he had caused me . " " No , no , Odalinde , I did not laugh at the pain you felt ; I am ...
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... asked Imogene . " None in the world , " said Henry ; " she cannot , by any possibility , have the like cause . " " Ah then , " said Odalinde , " you know the reason of all the hubbub she has been making ! do tell us , Henry . ¡± " It is ...
... asked Imogene . " None in the world , " said Henry ; " she cannot , by any possibility , have the like cause . " " Ah then , " said Odalinde , " you know the reason of all the hubbub she has been making ! do tell us , Henry . ¡± " It is ...
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... asked the other . " From Haydon Castle . " Ay , the very place : you have not seen a priest on horseback , have you ? " " No , " said Imogene , " I have not observed any one . " " Well then , let us push on , Harry , for he'll most ...
... asked the other . " From Haydon Castle . " Ay , the very place : you have not seen a priest on horseback , have you ? " " No , " said Imogene , " I have not observed any one . " " Well then , let us push on , Harry , for he'll most ...
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... asked me if I had seen a priest ! " 66 " " Tis me , and you , my child , they seek . " " Then I pray you , father , return , and do not follow their track . " 66 " Tis necessary , love , we should elude them ; yet only be discreet - be ...
... asked me if I had seen a priest ! " 66 " " Tis me , and you , my child , they seek . " " Then I pray you , father , return , and do not follow their track . " 66 " Tis necessary , love , we should elude them ; yet only be discreet - be ...
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31 ÆäÀÌÁö - The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast: Theirs buxom health, of rosy hue, Wild wit, invention ever new, And lively cheer, of vigour born, The thoughtless day, the easy night, The spirits pure, the slumbers light That fly th
45 ÆäÀÌÁö - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding isles, and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose: Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
32 ÆäÀÌÁö - On all the line a sudden vengeance waits, And frequent hearses shall besiege your gates ; There passengers shall stand, and pointing say, (While the long funerals blacken all the way) Lo ! these were they, whose souls the Furies steel'd, And cursed with hearts unknowing how to yield.
3 ÆäÀÌÁö - I am but mad north-north-west: when the wind is southerly I know a hawk from a handsaw.