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Belfast Politics: Or, A Collection of the Debates, Resolutions, and Other ... - Page 243
by William Bruce - 1794 - 304 lehte
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The New Speaker. With an Essay on Elocution

John Connery - 1861 - 416 lehte
...feverish : in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children But here my heart began to bleed — and I was forced...
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Select readings from the poets and prose writers of every country, ed. by J ...

James Fleming - 1863 - 404 lehte
...feverish : in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children But here my heart hegan to bleed — and I was forced...
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Gems of Literature, Elegant, Rare, and Suggestive ...

Gems - 1866 - 168 lehte
...pale and 45 feverish ; in thirty years the breeze had not once fanned his veins ; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ; his children — but here my heart began to bleed, and I was...
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Select Readings from the Poets and Prose Writers of Every Country

James Fleming - 1866 - 382 lehte
...feverish : in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children But here my heart began to bleed — and I was forced...
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Graduated exercises for translation into German, extr. from Engl. authors ...

Friedrich Otto Froembling - 1866 - 438 lehte
...feverish: in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time— nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children — But here my heart began to bleed — and I was...
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Englannin kieli-oppi: ynnä lukemisto ja sanakirja, 2. köide,1. number

Romulus Magnus Oppman - 1867 - 484 lehte
...and feverish; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time; nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed though his lattice, — his children But here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced...
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Studies in English prose: specimens, with notes, by J. Payne

Joseph Payne - 1868 - 530 lehte
...feverish: in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children ! But here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced...
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Sermons Preached in the Cathedral Church of Salisbury

Fulwar William Fowle - 1868 - 268 lehte
...and feverish. In thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood ; he had seen no sun, no moon in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. In the furthest corner of his dungeon he was sitting upon the...
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The Theory of the Arts: Or, Art in Relation to Nature ..., 2. köide

George Harris - 1869 - 338 lehte
...feverish, in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood ; — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time ; — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ! "His children — " But here my heart began to bleed ; — I...
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The theory of the arts; or, Art in relation to nature ..., 2. köide

George Harris - 1869 - 332 lehte
...feverish, in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood ; — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time; — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ! " His children — " But here my heart began to bleed ; —...
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