Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 115William Blackwood, 1874 |
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... heart . Such a belief is , at least , encouraged by the private communications spontaneously made , to him who expresses it , by persons of political experience and social position in France ; who have acknowledged the general accuracy ...
... heart . Such a belief is , at least , encouraged by the private communications spontaneously made , to him who expresses it , by persons of political experience and social position in France ; who have acknowledged the general accuracy ...
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... hearts that fail . We kept our state from you as long as we could . Now it speaks for itself : la fame è una bratta ... heart . If the betrothal bring such sorrow , what would the union do ! Tell her this from me . Come , Jacques , come ...
... hearts that fail . We kept our state from you as long as we could . Now it speaks for itself : la fame è una bratta ... heart . If the betrothal bring such sorrow , what would the union do ! Tell her this from me . Come , Jacques , come ...
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... heart was bent . He appeared sincerely moved by what I said ; implored me to keep silence towards his mother and his be- trothed ; and promised , on that con- dition , to relinquish at once what he called ' his career as an orator ...
... heart was bent . He appeared sincerely moved by what I said ; implored me to keep silence towards his mother and his be- trothed ; and promised , on that con- dition , to relinquish at once what he called ' his career as an orator ...
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... heart I overrated still more , perhaps , my power over my own . " " Ah , your own ! I understand You did not love me ? " " I never said that I loved you in the sense in which you use the word . I told you that the love which you have ...
... heart I overrated still more , perhaps , my power over my own . " " Ah , your own ! I understand You did not love me ? " " I never said that I loved you in the sense in which you use the word . I told you that the love which you have ...
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... heart heavy as lead , I danced and declaimed . My heart was not so heavy when I recited thy songs . " " My songs ! Pauvre ange ! " ex- claimed the Poet . 6 " And then , too , I thought , Ah ! this dreadful siege ! He , too , may be poor ...
... heart heavy as lead , I danced and declaimed . My heart was not so heavy when I recited thy songs . " " My songs ! Pauvre ange ! " ex- claimed the Poet . 6 " And then , too , I thought , Ah ! this dreadful siege ! He , too , may be poor ...
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