Ernest Maltravers Or The Eleusinia, Том 8Saunders and Otley, ... Simpkin, Marshall, and Company, ... Bell and Bradfute, Edinburgh; and J. Cumming, Dublin., 1844 - Всего страниц: 477 |
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... against the obstacles that will beset them , for the heritage of their parent - the right to survive the grave ! London , August 12 , 1837 . PREFACE TO THE EDITION OF 1840 . HOWEVER numerous the A WORD TO THE READER . ix.
... against the obstacles that will beset them , for the heritage of their parent - the right to survive the grave ! London , August 12 , 1837 . PREFACE TO THE EDITION OF 1840 . HOWEVER numerous the A WORD TO THE READER . ix.
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... grave remonstrances and solemn exhortations of Mal- travers reconciled her at last , and she promised to work hard and pay every attention to her lessons . I am not sure , however , that it was the tedium of the work that deterred the ...
... grave remonstrances and solemn exhortations of Mal- travers reconciled her at last , and she promised to work hard and pay every attention to her lessons . I am not sure , however , that it was the tedium of the work that deterred the ...
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... life when we like to pause and breathe awhile , from that methodical race in which we run to the grave . He wished to re - collect the stores of his past experience , and repose on his own mind , 24 ERNEST MALTRAVERS .
... life when we like to pause and breathe awhile , from that methodical race in which we run to the grave . He wished to re - collect the stores of his past experience , and repose on his own mind , 24 ERNEST MALTRAVERS .
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... grave respect . " Tush ! " said Maltravers ; " perhaps the smoke is un- pleasant to you . It is a bad habit of mine . " " No , sir , " answered Alice ; and she seemed dis- appointed . Maltravers paused and picked up a snowdrop . " It is ...
... grave respect . " Tush ! " said Maltravers ; " perhaps the smoke is un- pleasant to you . It is a bad habit of mine . " " No , sir , " answered Alice ; and she seemed dis- appointed . Maltravers paused and picked up a snowdrop . " It is ...
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... grave tone , " have you succeeded in instilling into the poor child's mind some of those more sacred notions of which I spoke to you in our first meeting ? " " Why , sir , she was indeed quite a heathen - quite a Mahometan , I may say ...
... grave tone , " have you succeeded in instilling into the poor child's mind some of those more sacred notions of which I spoke to you in our first meeting ? " " Why , sir , she was indeed quite a heathen - quite a Mahometan , I may say ...
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