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... Sinclair , who at the age of fourteen was an orphan . Ella had been bap- tised and brought up in the religion of the church of Rome , and had a child's ardent love for its gorgeous ritual with which Sunday B after Sunday , and Saint ...
... Sinclair , who at the age of fourteen was an orphan . Ella had been bap- tised and brought up in the religion of the church of Rome , and had a child's ardent love for its gorgeous ritual with which Sunday B after Sunday , and Saint ...
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... Sinclair had died in the faith and fear of her Saviour , and had on her death - bed refused the last offices by which the Church of Rome , even to death , asserts supremacy over her flock . 4 J " # " £ * 1 **** F WITH THE CONVENT . 21.
... Sinclair had died in the faith and fear of her Saviour , and had on her death - bed refused the last offices by which the Church of Rome , even to death , asserts supremacy over her flock . 4 J " # " £ * 1 **** F WITH THE CONVENT . 21.
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... Sinclair had died in the faith and fear of her Saviour , and had on her death - bed refused the last offices by which the Church of Rome , even to death , asserts supremacy over her flock . " Ah ! I had forgotten that " -sobbed Ella ...
... Sinclair had died in the faith and fear of her Saviour , and had on her death - bed refused the last offices by which the Church of Rome , even to death , asserts supremacy over her flock . " Ah ! I had forgotten that " -sobbed Ella ...
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... SINCLAIR . " " P.S. - I inclose a copy of my first attempt at verses ; let me know your candid opinion . " " Wonderful child ! " murmured Seymour . " I say , old fellow , " he continued , turning to Fordbrad , " what do you think of ...
... SINCLAIR . " " P.S. - I inclose a copy of my first attempt at verses ; let me know your candid opinion . " " Wonderful child ! " murmured Seymour . " I say , old fellow , " he continued , turning to Fordbrad , " what do you think of ...
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... SINCLAIR . " Ella and Miss Ffrench drove into the village in the afternoon , and , calling at the post - office , desired the postmaster to register this letter . " There is no necessity , miss , " said that functionary ; " it will be ...
... SINCLAIR . " Ella and Miss Ffrench drove into the village in the afternoon , and , calling at the post - office , desired the postmaster to register this letter . " There is no necessity , miss , " said that functionary ; " it will be ...
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answer apology appeared asked ball believe Bermuda Bessie Bible Captain Nott Captain Seymour cats CHAPTER child Church Colonel Ingram commanding confession consider court court-martial Croquet dance daughter dear dinner don't tell Father Ella's Engineer band eyes Father Francis fear feel Fitz's Fordbrad gentleman ginger beer girl give governess hear heard heron holy honour hounds inquired Jamaica JOHN THOMAS WILSON laugh letter look Major Wilson manner matter ment mind Miss Ffrench Miss Sinclair morning mour never Nott's observed Seymour officer old fellow old garden old Wig once passed Paymaster Fitz Percy president pretty priest quarters question regiment Relldar remarked replied Seymour Rockley round Royal Engineers Russell Scriptures Stanley Strange Hall Sultana suppose sure tell thee things Thomas Ingram thought tion told tone trees turned Uncle waistcoat walk wish words write young lady
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 221 - Less wretched now, and one day free; He, too, who yet had held untired A spirit natural or inspired — He, too, was struck, and day by day Was wither'd on the stalk away. Oh, God ! it is a fearful thing To see the human soul take wing In any shape, in any mood...
Seite 41 - Then saith he unto me, See thou do it not: for I am thy fellowservant, and of thy brethren the prophets, and of them which keep the sayings of this book: worship God.
Seite 58 - Fear not the tyrants shall rule for ever, Or the priests of the bloody faith ; They stand on the brink of that mighty river, Whose waves they have tainted with death : It is fed from the depths of a thousand dells ; Around vhem it foams, and rages, and swells, And their swords and their sceptres I floating see, Like wrecks, in the surge of eternity.
Seite 60 - Sibyls say. What horror will invade the mind, When the strict Judge, who would be kind, Shall have few venial faults to find! The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound, Shall through the rending tombs rebound, And wake the nations under ground. Nature and Death shall, with surprise, Behold the pale offender...
Seite 91 - But, to return — and this I hold A secret worth its weight in gold To those who write, as I write now, Not to mind where they go, or how, VOL.
Seite 61 - I confess to Almighty God, to blessed Mary ever Virgin, to blessed Michael the Archangel, to blessed John the Baptist, to the Holy Apostles Peter and Paul, and to all the Saints, that I have sinned exceedingly in thought, word and deed, through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault.
Seite 165 - Yet more, the Depths have more ! What wealth untold Far down, and shining through their stillness lies ! Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal argosies. — Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful Main...
Seite 42 - Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy, our life, our sweetness, and our hope. To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve; to thee do we send up our sighs, mourning, and weeping in this valley of tears. Turn then, most gracious advocate, thine eyes of mercy toward us, and after this, our exile, show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb, Jesus. O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.
Seite 119 - Yes, I know, When such as thou, with sacrilegious hand, Seize on the apostolic key of heaven, It then becomes a tool for crafty knaves To shut out virtue, and unfold those gates, That heaven itself had barred against the lusts Of avarice and ambition.
Seite 25 - And wears his colours Sav. In 's nose. [Aside. Y. Love. In the fragrant field. This is a traveller, sir, knows men and manners, And has plough'd up the sea so far, till both The poles have knock'd ; has seen the sun take coach, And can distinguish the colour of his horses, And their kinds ; and had a Flanders mare leap'd there. Sav. 'Tis much. Trav. I have seen more, sir. Sav. 'Tis even enough, o