Conrad Blessington; a tale by a ladyLongman, 1833 - 216 sider |
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... tears , as she listened to his joyous anticipations , which she endeavoured to conceal by a forced gaiety ; or her cheek would turn pale , when his probable danger presented itself to her mind . At such moments , Conrad would throw his ...
... tears , as she listened to his joyous anticipations , which she endeavoured to conceal by a forced gaiety ; or her cheek would turn pale , when his probable danger presented itself to her mind . At such moments , Conrad would throw his ...
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... tear stood in his own eye , and he affectionately kissed his sister , who , now totally overcome , hastily retired to compose her shattered spirits . As the day of separation approached , Conrad's spirits were observed to flag ; his ...
... tear stood in his own eye , and he affectionately kissed his sister , who , now totally overcome , hastily retired to compose her shattered spirits . As the day of separation approached , Conrad's spirits were observed to flag ; his ...
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... tears , as he assured her , that although , when replenished with coin , it would be esteemed from its utility , yet , when devoid of that requisite , as he supposed it would most frequently be , he should consider it more valu- able ...
... tears , as he assured her , that although , when replenished with coin , it would be esteemed from its utility , yet , when devoid of that requisite , as he supposed it would most frequently be , he should consider it more valu- able ...
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... tears and sighs ; Conrad alone wore a face of smiles , and appeared happy ; though , could his feelings have been analysed , they would have been found any thing but tran- quil ; for , although he appeared cheerful , sorrow lurked ...
... tears and sighs ; Conrad alone wore a face of smiles , and appeared happy ; though , could his feelings have been analysed , they would have been found any thing but tran- quil ; for , although he appeared cheerful , sorrow lurked ...
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... tears , which , however , he dashed indignantly away ? perhaps he thought as unworthy his calling , but which , in truth , did honour to his feelings . Shall we tell of the desolation he felt as he wended his way ? No ! grief is sacred ...
... tears , which , however , he dashed indignantly away ? perhaps he thought as unworthy his calling , but which , in truth , did honour to his feelings . Shall we tell of the desolation he felt as he wended his way ? No ! grief is sacred ...
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3d Edit 4th Edit acquainted affection affectionate Agnes answer Atlas attention blessing Blessington BOTANY brother Camden cause Charles Taylor Charles Yorke cheek circumstance Colonel Taylor companions consent countenance Cryptogamia daughter dear Conrad dear sir dearest death delight desire displeasure doubt duty ebul Edward Emily Emily's endeavoured England Engravings Ernest Bonner exclaimed eyes father Fcap fear feelings felt follow Frank Mason friends girl grief Grove hand happiness heart HISTORY honour hope hour India Proofs indignation intention kind knew large vol leave letter Lisbon Longman look LUCY AIKIN Major Taylor marriage MEMOIRS mind minutes morning never pain parent Parsonage passion perhaps Plates pleasure present promise received refused regiment replied restored returned ROBERT SOUTHEY SHARON TURNER silence sister smile soldier soon sorrow spoke surprise tears tell thing thought tion turbed uncle uncon wish wounded Yorke Yorke's young youth
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