The Confessional of Valombre: A Romance ...Printed at the Minerva-Press, for A. K. Newman and Company, 1812 |
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Strana 10
... grave , his health debili- tated , and his nerves unstrung , what but reparation could atone for past enormi- ties , and reparation alone pointed to the absent Theodore- " Yes , he must be summoned ! " summoned ! " exclaimed Montauban ...
... grave , his health debili- tated , and his nerves unstrung , what but reparation could atone for past enormi- ties , and reparation alone pointed to the absent Theodore- " Yes , he must be summoned ! " summoned ! " exclaimed Montauban ...
Strana 20
... grave , nor mark , e'en with a sigh , where my remains shall moulder . Alas ! as I have lived unblessed , so shall I die unmourned . " 66 " Not unmourned - not unpitied , " ex- claimed Louisine ; and the starting tear fell unchecked ...
... grave , nor mark , e'en with a sigh , where my remains shall moulder . Alas ! as I have lived unblessed , so shall I die unmourned . " 66 " Not unmourned - not unpitied , " ex- claimed Louisine ; and the starting tear fell unchecked ...
Strana 22
... grave is shut against it ; I felt no mercy - I showed no mercy - I told him not to spare one life ; how then can I ask for mercy ? " " Sister , fly to the feet of our holy mother , " urged Louisine ; " tell her your heart is changed ...
... grave is shut against it ; I felt no mercy - I showed no mercy - I told him not to spare one life ; how then can I ask for mercy ? " " Sister , fly to the feet of our holy mother , " urged Louisine ; " tell her your heart is changed ...
Strana 66
... grave he rises - no force can shut him out - marked you his visage ? ' twas pale , and stiff , and cold . I tell you , Randolphe , " and he lowered his voice to a whisper , " ' twas I who stabbed him , then left the boy , and fled . the ...
... grave he rises - no force can shut him out - marked you his visage ? ' twas pale , and stiff , and cold . I tell you , Randolphe , " and he lowered his voice to a whisper , " ' twas I who stabbed him , then left the boy , and fled . the ...
Strana 67
... my deeds , you know my sin - fraught heart ; atonement opens not the grave , atonement restores not the quivering pulse of life , atonement ap- peases peases not yon spectre image -- Do you not see CONFESSIONAL OF VALOMBRE . 67.
... my deeds , you know my sin - fraught heart ; atonement opens not the grave , atonement restores not the quivering pulse of life , atonement ap- peases peases not yon spectre image -- Do you not see CONFESSIONAL OF VALOMBRE . 67.
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abbot alike auban awakened bandit banditti banished Bena Copia blast bless bliss bosom breathed brother calm castle cavern CHAP chapel cheek claim clasped closed confessional of Valombre cottage courage death dire dois drawbridge duke de Vermandois e'en eager Ermis Ermissende eternal exclaimed exertion exultation eyes fancy fate father Betsolin fear feelings fled Garonne Gascony glowed grasped guilt hand haunts heart Heaven heir hero honour hope horror implored Javotte lady Ju lady Juliette Lamballe Laurette liette lingered lost Louisine mandois mercy mind missende monk Mont Montau Montauban Montbel Montbelliard Montelioné murder murmured night o'er once pang passion paused peace pine Plessis promised Pyrenees quick Randolphe rejoined repentance replied secret SHAKESPEARE shrunk shuddered sigh sister slumber smile snatched solin sorrow soul spirit splendour stamped struggles tear Theodore Theodore's thought tion tured Twas unani uncon veil Verman Vermandois's virtue whispered wild youth
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Strana 178 - O, it is monstrous ! monstrous ! Methought the billows spoke, and told me of it ; The winds did sing it to me ; and the thunder, That deep and dreadful organ-pipe, pronounced The name of Prosper ; it did bass my trespass. Therefore my son i' the ooze is bedded ; and I'll seek him deeper than e'er plummet sounded, And with him there lie mudded.
Strana 244 - Virtue still does With scorn the mercenary world regard, Where abject souls do good, and hope reward : Above the worthless trophies men can raise, She seeks not honours, wealth, nor airy praise, But with herself, herself the goddess pays.
Strana 72 - P>efore mine eyes, in every light of life, The father and the king. What weight of duty Lay on a son from such a parent sprung, What virtuous toil to shine with his renown, Has been my thought by day, my dream by night : But first and ever nearest to my heart Was this prime duty, so to frame my conduct Tow'rd such a father, as were I a father, My soul would wish to meet with from a son. And may reproach transmit my name abhorr'd To latest time — if ever thought was mine Unjust to filial reverence,...
Strana 164 - My heart won't let me speak it ; but remember, Monimia, poor Monimia, tells you this, We ne'er must meet again Cast.
Strana 1 - scape their eyes whom guilt had taught to fear. DRYDEN. What a state is guilt, When ev'ry thing alarms it ! like a sentinel Who sleeps upon his watch, it wakes in dread, Ev'n at a breath of wind.
Strana 226 - Despair not, for there reigns above A potent God, that overlooks mankind : To his directing hand submit, For ling'ring Time knows his redressing hour.
Strana 119 - Blood hath been shed ere now, j.'the oldtn time, Ere human statute purg"d the gen'ral weal; Ay, and since too, ainfdt»a have been iwrform'd Too terrible for the ear.