The Lady's Weekly Miscellany, Volume 11John Clough, 1810 |
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Page 131
... Antoni , " said she , “ you are silent : do you no longer hate me ? or , to add to my misery , are you become insen ... Antoni ! Antoni ! knowest thou who I am ? I am thy mistress , thy persecutor ! Take this hand , which wishes to join ...
... Antoni , " said she , “ you are silent : do you no longer hate me ? or , to add to my misery , are you become insen ... Antoni ! Antoni ! knowest thou who I am ? I am thy mistress , thy persecutor ! Take this hand , which wishes to join ...
Page 132
... Antoni , in mournful accents , can never be our lot : remorse will prey up- on your heart - regret will consume mine . Leave me : -I will never accept the hand still reeking with the blood of her I loved . Oh my dear Zânette ! " he ...
... Antoni , in mournful accents , can never be our lot : remorse will prey up- on your heart - regret will consume mine . Leave me : -I will never accept the hand still reeking with the blood of her I loved . Oh my dear Zânette ! " he ...
Page 133
... Antoni would have been condemn- ed to admit to his bed the murder- er of his mistress ; and the guilty Olympia would receive the hand of Antoni as the price of blood for having destroyed her rival . Such a violation of the simple ...
... Antoni would have been condemn- ed to admit to his bed the murder- er of his mistress ; and the guilty Olympia would receive the hand of Antoni as the price of blood for having destroyed her rival . Such a violation of the simple ...
Page 177
... Antoni's dungeon . Ri- cardo's hands trembled in such a manner that he could scarce turn the key . At the deplorable aspect of the wretched Antoni , fastened by a chain to an infectious carcase , and agonized with woe , the inquisitors ...
... Antoni's dungeon . Ri- cardo's hands trembled in such a manner that he could scarce turn the key . At the deplorable aspect of the wretched Antoni , fastened by a chain to an infectious carcase , and agonized with woe , the inquisitors ...
Page 178
... Antoni could not believe either his eyes or ears . Surprise , doubt and sorrow were painted on his countenance . Yielding however to the last of these sentiments , which more than any other over- flowed his heart , he could only express ...
... Antoni could not believe either his eyes or ears . Surprise , doubt and sorrow were painted on his countenance . Yielding however to the last of these sentiments , which more than any other over- flowed his heart , he could only express ...
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Page 358 - Ay, but to die, and go we know not where ; To lie in cold obstruction and to rot ; This sensible warm motion to become A kneaded clod ; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice ; To be imprisoned in the viewless winds, And blown with restless violence round about The pendent world ; or to be worse than worst Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts Imagine howling; — 'tis too horrible!
Page 224 - So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore.
Page 351 - Why was an independent wish E'er planted in my mind? If not, why am I subject to His cruelty, or scorn? Or why has man the will and...
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Page 351 - Mis-spending all thy precious hours Thy glorious, youthful prime! Alternate Follies take the sway; Licentious Passions burn; Which tenfold force gives Nature's law, That Man was made to mourn.
Page 224 - How bright the unchanging morn appears ! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 5 Life's labor done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies, While heaven and earth combine to say, How blest the righteous when he dies ! 779 L.
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