Atkinson's Casket, Том 8Sam. C. Atkinson, 1833 |
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... door . Heavens ! Can I describe what I saw ? motionless was every leaf ! What sultry , op- | yes , " he replied , suddenly recollecting himself , pressive , unnatural repose ! How it would have about five minutes ago I saw her run very ...
... door . Heavens ! Can I describe what I saw ? motionless was every leaf ! What sultry , op- | yes , " he replied , suddenly recollecting himself , pressive , unnatural repose ! How it would have about five minutes ago I saw her run very ...
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... door , where I was in which I had last placed it , and gradually re- standing , and breathless with haste , begged my sumed its former one . If I raised her into an up- instant attendance on a patient close by , who right posture , she ...
... door , where I was in which I had last placed it , and gradually re- standing , and breathless with haste , begged my sumed its former one . If I raised her into an up- instant attendance on a patient close by , who right posture , she ...
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... door . her right hand in his , and in a voice broken with emotion , read the following affecting verses from the 8th chapter of St. Luke : " While he yet spake , there cometh one from the ruler of the synagogue's house , saying to him ...
... door . her right hand in his , and in a voice broken with emotion , read the following affecting verses from the 8th chapter of St. Luke : " While he yet spake , there cometh one from the ruler of the synagogue's house , saying to him ...
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... door after me , and hardly expected to find her alive ; her pulse , however , was calm , as it had been throughout the seizure . The calm of the Dead Sea seemed upon her ! I feel , however , that I should not protract these painful ...
... door after me , and hardly expected to find her alive ; her pulse , however , was calm , as it had been throughout the seizure . The calm of the Dead Sea seemed upon her ! I feel , however , that I should not protract these painful ...
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... door . " Nis come at last ! " said I , in a gentle tone , looking earnestly at her , to see if she was agitated . It was not the case . She sighed , but evinced no trepidation . " Shall he be shown in at once ? " I inquired . " No ...
... door . " Nis come at last ! " said I , in a gentle tone , looking earnestly at her , to see if she was agitated . It was not the case . She sighed , but evinced no trepidation . " Shall he be shown in at once ? " I inquired . " No ...
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Страница 26 - After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.
Страница 12 - While he yet spake, there cometh one from the ruler of the synagogue's house, saying to him, Thy daughter is dead; trouble not the Master. 50 But when Jesus heard it, he answered him, saying, Fear not: believe only, and she shall be made whole.
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Страница 12 - And when he came into the house, he suffered no man to go in, save Peter, and James, and John, and the father and the mother of the maiden. And all wept, and bewailed her : but he said, " Weep not ; she is not dead, but sleepeth.
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Страница 407 - While the pent ocean, rising o'er the pile, Sees an amphibious world beneath him smile : The slow canal, the yellow-blossomed vale. The willow-tufted bank, the gliding sail, The crowded mart, the cultivated plain , A new creation rescued from his reign.