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... exclaimed the poor man , weeping , and if I lose my dog , who is there then to love me ? The good pastor , melting into tears , took his purse , and giving it to him , " take this , sir , " said he ; " this is mine - this I can give ...
... exclaimed the poor man , weeping , and if I lose my dog , who is there then to love me ? The good pastor , melting into tears , took his purse , and giving it to him , " take this , sir , " said he ; " this is mine - this I can give ...
Pagina 36
... his countenance , opposite Courtenay who involuntarily started at his appearance . " Do you not remember , " he exclaimed , " the officer who was wounded by ' My your side at the battle of Zutphen ? 36 NO . XXIII . LITERARY.
... his countenance , opposite Courtenay who involuntarily started at his appearance . " Do you not remember , " he exclaimed , " the officer who was wounded by ' My your side at the battle of Zutphen ? 36 NO . XXIII . LITERARY.
Pagina 37
... exclaimed , " the spirits of those I have injured hover near us ! Beneath that marble slab my Courtenay on which you saw me kneel with so much horror and remorse , repose the reliques of a beloved wife , of the NO . XXIII . 37 HOURS .
... exclaimed , " the spirits of those I have injured hover near us ! Beneath that marble slab my Courtenay on which you saw me kneel with so much horror and remorse , repose the reliques of a beloved wife , of the NO . XXIII . 37 HOURS .
Pagina 39
... I had broken in the first fury of the assault . With shrieks of agony and despair she sprang towards the murdered youth , and falling on his body exclaimed , " my brother , NO . XXIII . 39 HOURS . On the Farmer's Boy of Bloomfield.
... I had broken in the first fury of the assault . With shrieks of agony and despair she sprang towards the murdered youth , and falling on his body exclaimed , " my brother , NO . XXIII . 39 HOURS . On the Farmer's Boy of Bloomfield.
Pagina 40
Nathan Drake. falling on his body exclaimed , " my brother , my dear , dear brother ! " Had all nature fallen in dissolution around me my astonishment and horror could not have been greater than what I felt from these words . The very ...
Nathan Drake. falling on his body exclaimed , " my brother , my dear , dear brother ! " Had all nature fallen in dissolution around me my astonishment and horror could not have been greater than what I felt from these words . The very ...
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