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My surprise and my horror were still strong enough to give a shrill and piercing
tone to my voice . The chasm and the rocks loudened and reverberated my
accents while I exclaimed - Man ! Clithero ! My summons was effectual . He
shook off ...
My surprise and my horror were still strong enough to give a shrill and piercing
tone to my voice . The chasm and the rocks loudened and reverberated my
accents while I exclaimed - Man ! Clithero ! My summons was effectual . He
shook off ...
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Wives were listening to the last injunction of their husbands , the widowed mother
to the voice of her valued son , the prop of her declining years , and many a
bashful maiden lent her ear to the protestations of eternal affection , which , at
that ...
Wives were listening to the last injunction of their husbands , the widowed mother
to the voice of her valued son , the prop of her declining years , and many a
bashful maiden lent her ear to the protestations of eternal affection , which , at
that ...
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tures became animated , and he mingled his voice with her's . The widow
stopped her incessant wheel and lifted her head to listen . The invalid suddenly
raised his voice , and cried , “ that note again , Lucy , that note again . " She
repeated it ...
tures became animated , and he mingled his voice with her's . The widow
stopped her incessant wheel and lifted her head to listen . The invalid suddenly
raised his voice , and cried , “ that note again , Lucy , that note again . " She
repeated it ...
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He turned in his bed , and said in a voice scarcely above his breath , mother ,
what time does the moon go down ? ' I told him the hour , and inquired why he
asked . Nothing , ' he added , only this , mother , say all you have to say to me ,
before ...
He turned in his bed , and said in a voice scarcely above his breath , mother ,
what time does the moon go down ? ' I told him the hour , and inquired why he
asked . Nothing , ' he added , only this , mother , say all you have to say to me ,
before ...
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bleak air ; and billows that put forth their voices in a hoarse , harsh roar - made up
the music of the tempest . ... loud shouts and congratulations , when a voice ,
deep and hoarse , but thrillingly distinct , exclaimed among us — The ice islands !
bleak air ; and billows that put forth their voices in a hoarse , harsh roar - made up
the music of the tempest . ... loud shouts and congratulations , when a voice ,
deep and hoarse , but thrillingly distinct , exclaimed among us — The ice islands !
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Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Philadelphia Book, Or, Specimens of Metropolitan Literature |
| Autor | Peter Stephen Du Ponceau |
| Editor | Key & Biddle, 1836 |
| Procedencia del original | Universidad de Michigan |
| Digitalizado | 28 Feb. 2006 |
| Largo | 380 páginas |
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