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" ... his children — But here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. "
Elements of Mental Philosophy Enbracing the Two Departments of the Intellect ... - Trang 397
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The speaker: or, Miscellaneous pieces selected from the best English writers ...

William Enfield, James Pycroft - 1851 - 422 trang
...shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. western breeze had not fanned his blood — he had...forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, which was...

The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Tập 2

Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 trang
...Upon looking nearer, 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...forced to go on with another part of the portrait. Ho was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the further corner of his dungeon, which was...

Cyclopedia of English Literature: a Selection of the Choicest ..., Tập 2

Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 trang
...looking nearer, I saw him pale and feverish ; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned hU fanciful frolic ; Or kindly inform us, like Madame...for turning a penny ; To write upon all is an auth He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the furthest corner of his dungeon, which was...

The Literary Reader: For Academies and High Schools: Consisting of ...

Arethusa Hall - 1851 - 422 trang
...pale and feverish; in thirty years, the western breeze had not once fanned his blood; he had seen rf> sun, no moon, in all that time; nor had the voice...forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground, upon a little straw, in the furthest corner of his dungeon, which was...

The Beauties of Johnson: Choice Selections from His Works

Samuel Johnson - 1851 - 360 trang
...time—nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice :—his children —Bat here my heart began to bleed— and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, which was...

The Literature and the Literary Men of Great Britain and Ireland, Tập 2

Abraham Mills - 1851 - 616 trang
...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 to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the further corner of his dungeon, which was...

The Beauties of Johnson: Choice Selections from His Works

Samuel Johnson - 1853 - 336 trang
...feverish ; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen \ G f> VJ no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the...forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, which was...

The Young Ladies' Elocutionary Reader: Containing a Selection of Reading Lessons

Anna U. Russell - 1853 - 580 trang
...h»d the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice: — liia children — " But here njy heart began to bleed ; — and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait "He was sitting upon the ground, upon a little straw, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, — which...

English grammar and composition

Chambers W. and R., ltd - 1853 - 196 trang
...unexpected termination through deep feeling. EXAMPLES. (378.) His children But here my heart began to blecd, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. — STERNE. ' But I — but I' And her fcelings overpowered her. — Mrs SC HALL. Nature instantly...

The Collected Works of Dugald Stewart: Elements of the philosophy of the ...

Dugald Stewart - 1854 - 536 trang
...Upon looking nearer, 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...forced to go on with another part of the portrait. " He was sitting upon the ground, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, on a little straw, which was...




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