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" For a while I thus soared above frailty. I imagined I had set myself forever beyond the reach of selfishness ; but my imaginations were false. This rapture quickly subsided. I looked again at my wife. My joyous ebullitions vanished, and I asked myself... "
Biographical and Critical Miscellanies - 17 ÆäÀÌÁö
ÀúÀÚ: William Hickling Prescott - 1845 - 638 ÆäÀÌÁö
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Wieland, or, The transformation, 2±Ç

Charles Brockden Brown - 1811 - 212 ÆäÀÌÁö
...clapped my hands and exclaimed, 'It is done! My sacred duty is fulfilled ! To that I have sacri-ficed, O my God ! thy last and best gift, my wife !' " For...soared above frailty. I imagined I had set myself forever beyond (he reach of selfishness; but my imaginations were false. This rapture quickly subsided....
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Wieland, or, The transformation, 2±Ç

Charles Brockden Brown - 1811 - 212 ÆäÀÌÁö
...clapped my hands and exclaimed, e It is done ! My sacred duty is fulfilled ! To that I have sacrificed, O my God ! thy last and best gift, my wife ! ' " For...soared above frailty. I imagined I had set myself forever beyond the reach of selfishness; but my imaginations were False. This rapture quickly subsided....
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The Critical Review: Or, Annals of Literature

1811 - 596 ÆäÀÌÁö
...have sacrificed, O my G«d 1 thy last aiul be»t gift, my wife!" » , • :-»• c '•-..' .. ' ' For a while I thus soared above frailty. I imagined I had set njysclf for ever beyond the reach of selfishness j but my imaginations W«re false. This rapture quickly...
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Biographical and Critical Miscellanies

William Hickling Prescott - 1845 - 662 ÆäÀÌÁö
...clapped my hands, and exclaimed, ' It is done ! My sacred duty is fulfilled ! To that 1 have sacrified, 0 my God ! thy last and best gift, my wife !' " For...soared above frailty. I imagined I had set myself forever beyond the reach of selfishness, but my imaginations were false. This rapture quickly subsided....
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The American Whig Review, 7-8±Ç

1848 - 1390 ÆäÀÌÁö
...clapped my hands and exclaimed, ' It is done ! My sacred duty is fnlfilled ! To that I have sacrificed, O my God ! thy last and best gift, my wife !' " For...soared above frailty. I imagined I had set myself forever beyond the reach of selfishness ; but my imaginations were false. This rapture quickly subsided....
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The American Whig Review, 1±Ç;7±Ç

1848 - 722 ÆäÀÌÁö
...my hands and exclaimed, ' It is done ! My sacred duty is fulfilled ! To that I have sacrificed, ¬° my God ! thy last and best gift, my wife !' "" For a while I thus soared above frailty. 1 imagined I had set myself forever beyond the 1848.] Charles Brockden Brown. [March, reach of selfishness...
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The American Whig Review, 1±Ç;7±Ç

1848 - 734 ÆäÀÌÁö
...my hands and exclaimed, ' It is done ! My sacred dutv is fulfilled ! To that I have sacrificed, ¬° my God ! thy last and best gift, my wife !' " For a while I thus soared above frailty. I1 imagined I had set myself forever beyond thfc' 1848.] Charles Brockden Brown. [March, reach of selfishness;...
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The Library of American Biography, 1±Ç

Jared Sparks - 1853 - 390 ÆäÀÌÁö
...clapped my hands and exclaimed, ' It is done ! My sacred duty is fulfilled. To that I have sacrificed, O my God ! thy last and best gift, my wife ! * " For a while 1 thus soared above frailty. I imagined I had set myself for ever beyond the reach of selfishness ;...
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Handbuch der nordamericanischen National-Literatur: Sammlung von ...

Ludwig Herrig - 1854 - 580 ÆäÀÌÁö
...clapped my hands and oxclaimed, „1t is done! My sacred duty is fulfilled! To that I have sacrifa'eed, O my God! thy last and best gift, my wife!" For a while...selfishness; but my imaginations were false. This raptiire quickly subsided. I looked again at my wife. My joyous ebullitions vanished , and I asked...
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Literary Recreations and Miscellanies

John Greenleaf Whittier - 1854 - 452 ÆäÀÌÁö
...clapped my hands and exclaimed, ' It is done ! My sacred duty is fulfilled ! To that I have sacrificed, O God, thy last and best gift, my wife ! ' " For a while...soared above frailty. I imagined I had set myself forever beyond the reach of selfishness. But my imaginations were false. This rapture quickly subsided....
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