Di Montranzo; or the novice of Corpus domini, 2. kötet |
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1 - 5 találat összesen 9 találatból.
89. oldal
... reach , " said Huberto ; " buried in these mountains , the one will not seek me ; the other poisons not its ob- ject , but recoils upon itself . " " Ah , my son , how futile are your con- clusions ! Treachery scoffs at every effort of ...
... reach , " said Huberto ; " buried in these mountains , the one will not seek me ; the other poisons not its ob- ject , but recoils upon itself . " " Ah , my son , how futile are your con- clusions ! Treachery scoffs at every effort of ...
101. oldal
... reach them ; for I have sworn in life to preserve it - in life , only life- mark that , my son ; in death , it will be di- vulged . " Again his agitation , mounting to a height which threatened sanity , called forth the apprehension of ...
... reach them ; for I have sworn in life to preserve it - in life , only life- mark that , my son ; in death , it will be di- vulged . " Again his agitation , mounting to a height which threatened sanity , called forth the apprehension of ...
110. oldal
... reach . " Huberto turned aside his head . " Ah ! I see it does , it can , " gazing on the averted face of his companion ; " here , even here , virtue and happiness are not compatible . even 110 DI MONTRANZO . come, and whither points ...
... reach . " Huberto turned aside his head . " Ah ! I see it does , it can , " gazing on the averted face of his companion ; " here , even here , virtue and happiness are not compatible . even 110 DI MONTRANZO . come, and whither points ...
135. oldal
... reach him.- Alas ! how wretched is the lot of man ! born to pain , to sorrow , and calamity : at best , he lingers out but a protracted exis- tence - even my pious , my generous , my excellent preserver , wears imprinted on his brow ...
... reach him.- Alas ! how wretched is the lot of man ! born to pain , to sorrow , and calamity : at best , he lingers out but a protracted exis- tence - even my pious , my generous , my excellent preserver , wears imprinted on his brow ...
158. oldal
... Not love , " murmured Isidore : at the grate of Corpus Domini I knew not its influence ; neither did the mind of the youthful novice require its aid to firm her purpose : purpose : no ; she was fixed past the reach 158 DI MONTranzo .
... Not love , " murmured Isidore : at the grate of Corpus Domini I knew not its influence ; neither did the mind of the youthful novice require its aid to firm her purpose : purpose : no ; she was fixed past the reach 158 DI MONTranzo .
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
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
Népszerű szakaszok
1. oldal - 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.
206. oldal - 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.
104. oldal - 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.
37. oldal - 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
166. oldal - For something still there lies In Heav'n's dark volume, which I read through mists.