The dull stone house, by Kenner Deene, Volume 2; Volume 1051862 |
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... overwhelming power . He yielded himself up to this mad feeling ; he counted the days that must intervene before each visit to Percy Priory , and when he entered the shade of its beech woods , he counted 2 THE DULL STONE HOUSE .
... overwhelming power . He yielded himself up to this mad feeling ; he counted the days that must intervene before each visit to Percy Priory , and when he entered the shade of its beech woods , he counted 2 THE DULL STONE HOUSE .
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... feel very poorly to - day . " " Do you sleep well ? " asked Paul . Across the sculptured marble of the face there passed a vivid flush at this simple , natural question , and she turned the blue eyes away , and when she spoke , it was ...
... feel very poorly to - day . " " Do you sleep well ? " asked Paul . Across the sculptured marble of the face there passed a vivid flush at this simple , natural question , and she turned the blue eyes away , and when she spoke , it was ...
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Charlotte Smith. had never heard this girl express a senti- ment or a feeling . He had only heard her calm allusions to the weather , or her state of health . Even in that terrible moment when the waves were gathering round her , the ...
Charlotte Smith. had never heard this girl express a senti- ment or a feeling . He had only heard her calm allusions to the weather , or her state of health . Even in that terrible moment when the waves were gathering round her , the ...
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... feel anxious to consult every circum- stance , person , or thing , which may bear remotely on the subject of our thoughts . Paul Withers , a man of the people , loved Margaret Percy , a young and lovely woman of the aristocracy ; and ...
... feel anxious to consult every circum- stance , person , or thing , which may bear remotely on the subject of our thoughts . Paul Withers , a man of the people , loved Margaret Percy , a young and lovely woman of the aristocracy ; and ...
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... with the tumult in his soul quelled , and a feeling of strange peace at his heart . He almost believed that he had really gazed on the face of an angel . CHAPTER II . EMMA . THE sun was sinking towards THE DULL STONE HOUSE . 13.
... with the tumult in his soul quelled , and a feeling of strange peace at his heart . He almost believed that he had really gazed on the face of an angel . CHAPTER II . EMMA . THE sun was sinking towards THE DULL STONE HOUSE . 13.
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Page 131 - If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us; but if we confess our sins, God is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
Page 109 - Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!
Page 106 - Ne'er tell me of glories serenely adorning The close of our day, the calm eve of our night: Give me back, give me back the wild freshness of morning, — Its smiles and its tears are worth evening's best light.
Page 156 - He was a good man and his loss will be deeply felt by a large circle of friends...
Page 210 - Towards the close of the last century, that is to say, about seventy years ago...