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" I saw him pale 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 ; his children — but here my heart began... "
Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Passages in Prose, Selected ... - Page 960
by Vicesimus Knox - 1797 - 1120 lehte
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Elements of Mental Philosophy: Embracing the Two Departments of ..., 1. köide

Thomas Cogswell Upham - 1857 - 474 lehte
...pale and feverish. In thirty years the western breeze had not 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...
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The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, 2. köide

Abraham Mills - 1858 - 608 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 ; his children — but here my heart began to bleed, and I was...
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The Class Book, Etc

John Guy (Schoolmaster.) - 1858 - 248 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. His children—but here my heart began to bleed— and I was...
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The British Friend, 16. köide

1858 - 652 lehte
...his cell, where for 'thirty years the western breeze had not 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.' When evil is thus individualized, one feels more intensely its...
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The graduated series of reading-lesson books, 4. raamat

Graduated series - 1859 - 462 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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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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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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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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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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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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