The Brothers; Or, The Castle of Niolo: A RomanceW. Emans, 1820 |
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... seen , no one knew whither they were gone , nor the reason of their absence . On a sudden , the country again resounded with reports of atroci- ties , and the commission of the most heinous crimes churches were pillaged — the traveller ...
... seen , no one knew whither they were gone , nor the reason of their absence . On a sudden , the country again resounded with reports of atroci- ties , and the commission of the most heinous crimes churches were pillaged — the traveller ...
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... seen glimmering at a distance ; the sun of priestcraft , tyranny , and superstition had reached its meri- dian , and it threatened to set in storm and ruin . Though Frederic interfered not in the politics of his country , yet in his ...
... seen glimmering at a distance ; the sun of priestcraft , tyranny , and superstition had reached its meri- dian , and it threatened to set in storm and ruin . Though Frederic interfered not in the politics of his country , yet in his ...
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... seen tumbling from rock to rock through the dark foliage , and spread its broad waters in the valley , in the undulations of which the moon cast its radiant streak of light . Frederic , whose mind was at this juncture par- ticularly ...
... seen tumbling from rock to rock through the dark foliage , and spread its broad waters in the valley , in the undulations of which the moon cast its radiant streak of light . Frederic , whose mind was at this juncture par- ticularly ...
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... every mo- ment he uttered the deepest curses on the tardi- ness of the monks . For a length of time not one of them was to be seen - they had all has- * tened to their cells , like bees before a 40 THE BROTHERS ; OR ,,
... every mo- ment he uttered the deepest curses on the tardi- ness of the monks . For a length of time not one of them was to be seen - they had all has- * tened to their cells , like bees before a 40 THE BROTHERS ; OR ,,
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... seen the light . He passed the long corridor , which led to the northern wing ; the door of one of the rooms stood open , and he entered - all was desɔ- late and dreary . Some old fashioned tapestry hung mouldering from the walls - not ...
... seen the light . He passed the long corridor , which led to the northern wing ; the door of one of the rooms stood open , and he entered - all was desɔ- late and dreary . Some old fashioned tapestry hung mouldering from the walls - not ...
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