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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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The Complete Works and Life of Laurence Sterne: A sentimental journey ...

Laurence Sterne - 1904 - 762 lehte
...and feverish : in thirty years the western breeze had not once fann'd 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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A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy

Laurence Sterne - 1904 - 490 lehte
...fann'd 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 bleedand I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon...
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Masterpieces of the World's Best Literature, 8. köide

Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1910 - 330 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 forced...
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A Sentimental Journey

Laurence Sterne - 1905 - 162 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...
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The Stoddard Library: Shakespeare-Taine

John Lawson Stoddard - 1910 - 490 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 forced...
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Readings in English Prose of the Eighteenth Century

Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1911 - 752 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...
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An Anthology of Modern English Prose (1741 to 1892)

Annie Barnett, Lucy Dale - 1911 - 488 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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Readings in English Prose of the Eighteenth Century

Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1911 - 754 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...
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Readings in English Prose of the Eighteenth Century

Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1911 - 744 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...
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Selections for Oral Reading

Claude Moore Fuess - 1914 - 372 lehte
...his blood ; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, n<3r had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice : his children — but...here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go 30 on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the...
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