The Staff Officer; Or, The Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life, Volume 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1833 |
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... reflection induced me to steal , but with a motion as gentle as her own , from the bed , and watch her movements from the opposite side . She passed her hands over the surface of the bed and the pillow as if seeking for its in- mate . A ...
... reflection induced me to steal , but with a motion as gentle as her own , from the bed , and watch her movements from the opposite side . She passed her hands over the surface of the bed and the pillow as if seeking for its in- mate . A ...
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... reflections must have convinced her how deeply she was indebted to my fortunate forbearance ! To remain any longer an inmate of this house would have been to tempt my fate . I framed an excuse for terminating my visit before the ...
... reflections must have convinced her how deeply she was indebted to my fortunate forbearance ! To remain any longer an inmate of this house would have been to tempt my fate . I framed an excuse for terminating my visit before the ...
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... reflection , particularly as there is no species of prophecy safer than that which is pro- nounced after the fact ; but I forbear , for this simple reason , that I then made no reflection whatever on the subject . By means of my letters ...
... reflection , particularly as there is no species of prophecy safer than that which is pro- nounced after the fact ; but I forbear , for this simple reason , that I then made no reflection whatever on the subject . By means of my letters ...
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... reflections during my late severe illness were such as 1 hoped were creditable to my heart as a Christian ; and I availed myself of the first opportunity to pour out my humble thanks to the Giver of all good for his numberless mercies ...
... reflections during my late severe illness were such as 1 hoped were creditable to my heart as a Christian ; and I availed myself of the first opportunity to pour out my humble thanks to the Giver of all good for his numberless mercies ...
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... reflections , and my silence , alarmed my kind little companion , to whose anxious inquiry , " Are you not well ? " I could only reply , " Yes , dearest , better than you have ever seen me , thanks to your care , but sad and sorrowful ...
... reflections , and my silence , alarmed my kind little companion , to whose anxious inquiry , " Are you not well ? " I could only reply , " Yes , dearest , better than you have ever seen me , thanks to your care , but sad and sorrowful ...
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The Staff Officer: Or, the Soldier of Fortune: A Tale of Real Life Oliver Moore No preview available - 2015 |
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Page 205 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together: our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.
Page 98 - Horatio, what a wounded name, Things standing thus unknown, shall live behind me. If thou didst ever hold me in thy heart, Absent thee from felicity awhile, And in this harsh world draw thy breath in pain, To tell my story.
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