The Rose of Sharon, Том 1844Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo A. Tompkins and B.B. Mussey, 1844 |
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... tell me your dream now , cousin , and I will interpret it . " " Nay , I cannot tell it , for it is gone . It was pleasant , at first , and then troubled and sad . " " I have no wish to hear it if it pained you ; but , Richard , I can ...
... tell me your dream now , cousin , and I will interpret it . " " Nay , I cannot tell it , for it is gone . It was pleasant , at first , and then troubled and sad . " " I have no wish to hear it if it pained you ; but , Richard , I can ...
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... , you ask me many questions ere you pause for a reply . The horoscope which I have before refused to show you , is destroyed . " " And you destroyed it ? " " I did . " " And wherefore , Richard ? but you can tell 38 THE ROSE OF SHARON .
... , you ask me many questions ere you pause for a reply . The horoscope which I have before refused to show you , is destroyed . " " And you destroyed it ? " " I did . " " And wherefore , Richard ? but you can tell 38 THE ROSE OF SHARON .
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Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo. " And wherefore , Richard ? but you can tell me what it was . Tell me now ; I listen , while yonder rises the bright star which rules my fate . " " They call me an astrologer , my dear young cousin , because ...
Sarah Carter Edgarton Mayo. " And wherefore , Richard ? but you can tell me what it was . Tell me now ; I listen , while yonder rises the bright star which rules my fate . " " They call me an astrologer , my dear young cousin , because ...
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... tell her she must die ; Yet o'er her cheek , and full , bright eyes , there comes no terror now , And not a craven muscle moves upon her fair , white brow . " But there are things that yet shall bid that haughty spirit quail- Things ...
... tell her she must die ; Yet o'er her cheek , and full , bright eyes , there comes no terror now , And not a craven muscle moves upon her fair , white brow . " But there are things that yet shall bid that haughty spirit quail- Things ...
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... tell The holy rapture that enchained my spirit like a spell ! They bade me go ! How could I stay , though grief they might not speak Was written on my father's brow , and on my mother's cheek ? I left them all . O , Thou in heaven ...
... tell The holy rapture that enchained my spirit like a spell ! They bade me go ! How could I stay , though grief they might not speak Was written on my father's brow , and on my mother's cheek ? I left them all . O , Thou in heaven ...
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