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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Page 54
... rest of the time was spent in united efforts to loosen the middle bar , and thereby effect an opening , which they had just concluded , when the entrance of the gaoler announced the ex- piration of the stated period . " REMEMBER ...
... rest of the time was spent in united efforts to loosen the middle bar , and thereby effect an opening , which they had just concluded , when the entrance of the gaoler announced the ex- piration of the stated period . " REMEMBER ...
Page 70
... rest , and feeling almost a parent's fond- ness for the young Eloise , she had per- sisted in accompanying her through every change of her condition ; and while she wept every 70 port or preservation to a being so re- ...
... rest , and feeling almost a parent's fond- ness for the young Eloise , she had per- sisted in accompanying her through every change of her condition ; and while she wept every 70 port or preservation to a being so re- ...
Page 113
... returning to France , the death both of you and yours will be the certain consequence : in the banishment to which the trea- chery of a false friend has doomed you ,. rests , rests , I fear , your only chance of safety 113.
... returning to France , the death both of you and yours will be the certain consequence : in the banishment to which the trea- chery of a false friend has doomed you ,. rests , rests , I fear , your only chance of safety 113.
Page 114
... whom we never heard from the time of our separation , and who we could not but apprehend had fallen a sacrifice to the same same treachery which had overwhelmed his unhappy parent . One 114 rests, I fear, your only chance of ...
... whom we never heard from the time of our separation , and who we could not but apprehend had fallen a sacrifice to the same same treachery which had overwhelmed his unhappy parent . One 114 rests, I fear, your only chance of ...
Page 188
... the Marchese once more left to all the miseries of a frightful solitude , and his own harrowing reflections : fatigue , how- 8 ever , ever , together with long want of rest , at 188 Lord," answered the ruffian, pointing ...
... the Marchese once more left to all the miseries of a frightful solitude , and his own harrowing reflections : fatigue , how- 8 ever , ever , together with long want of rest , at 188 Lord," answered the ruffian, pointing ...
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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...