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Pagina 88
... prison . Ascending a flight of stone steps , cut through the hill , that led to an entrance on the second story , the person whose course we have been tracing stepped softly up to a door of solid oak , studded with huge rivets of iron ...
... prison . Ascending a flight of stone steps , cut through the hill , that led to an entrance on the second story , the person whose course we have been tracing stepped softly up to a door of solid oak , studded with huge rivets of iron ...
Pagina 89
... prison had now its tenant , and towards it two persons were directing their steps . One was a young girl just entering upon womanhood ; the other an old man - him whom we have been following through the silent streets of Rome . The girl ...
... prison had now its tenant , and towards it two persons were directing their steps . One was a young girl just entering upon womanhood ; the other an old man - him whom we have been following through the silent streets of Rome . The girl ...
Pagina 90
... prison , showed the form of a man seated on a straw pallet , and fettered , both hands and feet . At first he moved not ; but the voice of his visitor quickly aroused him . " Valentinus , " said the old man to the prisoner , in solemn ...
... prison , showed the form of a man seated on a straw pallet , and fettered , both hands and feet . At first he moved not ; but the voice of his visitor quickly aroused him . " Valentinus , " said the old man to the prisoner , in solemn ...
Pagina 91
... prison , As- terius , the chief officer of the prefect . He has eased my chains , though he cannot unloose them , and supplied my bodily wants , though he may not remove me from this gloomy dungeon . But , above all , my dear Callistus ...
... prison , As- terius , the chief officer of the prefect . He has eased my chains , though he cannot unloose them , and supplied my bodily wants , though he may not remove me from this gloomy dungeon . But , above all , my dear Callistus ...
Pagina 93
... prison door were shot back , then it was softly opened , and Nerea's lamp again illuminated his darkness . The girl bore in one hand a lamp , in the other a basket containing a small flask of wine , some fruit , and a loaf of fine bread ...
... prison door were shot back , then it was softly opened , and Nerea's lamp again illuminated his darkness . The girl bore in one hand a lamp , in the other a basket containing a small flask of wine , some fruit , and a loaf of fine bread ...
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Pagina 116 - Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you.
Pagina 40 - And the hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain, And patter their doleful prayers ; — But their prayers are all in vain, All in vain...
Pagina 87 - I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and in his word do I hope. My soul waiteth for the Lord more than they that watch for the morning: I say, more than they that watch for the morning.
Pagina 69 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony. Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold.
Pagina 87 - Why art thou so heavy, O my soul? and why art thou so disquieted within me? 6 O put thy trust in GOD ; for I will yet give him thanks, which is the help of my countenance, and my GOD.
Pagina 40 - He was full of joke and jest, But all his merry quips are o'er. To see him die, across the waste His son and heir doth ride post-haste, But he'll be dead before.
Pagina 69 - The moon shines bright : — In such a night as this, When the sweet wind did gently kiss the trees, And they did make no noise ; in such a night, Troilus, methinks, mounted the Trojan walls, And sigh'd his soul toward the Grecian tents, Where Cressid lay that night.
Pagina 70 - The crow doth sing as sweetly as the lark, When neither is attended ; and, I think, The nightingale, if she should sing by day, When every goose is cackling, would be thought No better a musician than the wren.
Pagina 87 - OUT of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord. Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.
Pagina 81 - Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away; for lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.