The Eve of San-Pietro: A Tale. In Three Volumes..T. Cadell and W. Davies, Strand, 1804 - Gothic fiction (Literary genre) |
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... honour and prosperity : thou , to whose insidious counsels I am indebted for all my sufferings , and for all my crimes ; the deluder of my youth , the betrayer of my peace , the subtle fiend sent by my envious fate , to blight my ...
... honour and prosperity : thou , to whose insidious counsels I am indebted for all my sufferings , and for all my crimes ; the deluder of my youth , the betrayer of my peace , the subtle fiend sent by my envious fate , to blight my ...
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... honour , en- gaged the esteem of de Cleance , and the love of his innocent child ; ere alive to her danger , she became the victim of an ardent , and as she herself ima- gined , hopeless affection ; for the art- ful seducer , while he ...
... honour , en- gaged the esteem of de Cleance , and the love of his innocent child ; ere alive to her danger , she became the victim of an ardent , and as she herself ima- gined , hopeless affection ; for the art- ful seducer , while he ...
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... honour , and that the almost expiring embers of latent courage , would be rekindled to punish the betrayer of his child . He was the more fully con- vinced of this ; for , after passing a whole • whole morning in the company of Eloise ...
... honour , and that the almost expiring embers of latent courage , would be rekindled to punish the betrayer of his child . He was the more fully con- vinced of this ; for , after passing a whole • whole morning in the company of Eloise ...
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... honour recoiled from urging her to see him privately , his only consolation was in breathing the air she respired , in tracing the path she had imprinted ; that this evening he had wandered through the roads leading to the cot- tage ...
... honour recoiled from urging her to see him privately , his only consolation was in breathing the air she respired , in tracing the path she had imprinted ; that this evening he had wandered through the roads leading to the cot- tage ...
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... honour of her , " whose fame , " he declared , " was dearer to him than existence . " When with her , he spent hours in eulogiums on the character of her lost parent ; but forbore ( though every enraptured look gave testimony to the ...
... honour of her , " whose fame , " he declared , " was dearer to him than existence . " When with her , he spent hours in eulogiums on the character of her lost parent ; but forbore ( though every enraptured look gave testimony to the ...
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Abruzzo agita agony Albenza ance behold Bertoldo bosom breast castle chese child Claudine Cleance Corvino cottage countenance cried crimes curse danger dared death deprived despair door dreadful dungeon dying Eloise Eve of San exclaimed existence eyes fatal fatal beauty fatal secret fate Father Jerome fear feelings garment gazed Gradisca groan guilty Guiseppe hand happiness hastened heart Heaven honour hope horror hour induced infant innocence instantly inwardly Italy look Lord Lorenzo Louis de Volange Marchese di Morano Marquis de Volange marriage ment mind miseries misfortunes Moraldi mother murder Naples ness never night offspring once pangs parent Paulina peace poniard proved quired racter repentant replied revenge round ruin San Pietro secret seek Signiora small pox soon sorrow soul spirit sufferings tears tenderness thee thou thought tion treachery Ubal Ubaldo vengeance victim villain Viola virtuous wife witness woman wound wretched youth Zanotti
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Page 199 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Page 199 - Reserved him to more wrath ; for now the thought Both of lost happiness, and lasting pain, Torments him : round he throws his baleful eyes, That witness'd huge affliction and dismay Mix'd with obdurate pride and steadfast hate : At once, as far as Angels...
Page 166 - His cloister'd flight; ere to black Hecate's summons The shard-borne beetle with his drowsy hums Hath rung night's yawning peal, there shall be done A deed of dreadful note.
Page 166 - Unmark'd ; — see, from behind her secret stand, The sly informer minutes every fault, And her dread diary with horror fills.
Page 233 - Syphax, we must work in haste: Oh think what anxious moments pass between The birth of plots and their last fatal periods. Oh ! 'tis a dreadful interval of time, Filled up with horror all, and big with death...