Affecting Scenes: Being Passages from the Diary of a Physician, Volume 1J. & J. Harper, 1831 - Literature and medicine |
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... tear of mingled sor- row and mortification . I could almost have wept aloud . At that moment whom should I meet but my dear wife ; for we had both been talking all night long , and at breakfast - time , about the probable result of my ...
... tear of mingled sor- row and mortification . I could almost have wept aloud . At that moment whom should I meet but my dear wife ; for we had both been talking all night long , and at breakfast - time , about the probable result of my ...
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... tears of anguish from gushing forth . I thought of Emily - of her delicate and interesting , but to me melancholy , situation . 1 could not bear the thought of returning home to en- counter her affectionate looks , —her meek and gentle ...
... tears of anguish from gushing forth . I thought of Emily - of her delicate and interesting , but to me melancholy , situation . 1 could not bear the thought of returning home to en- counter her affectionate looks , —her meek and gentle ...
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... tears of agony gushed from my eyes as I folded her delicate frame in my arms , and assured her that Providence would never permit so much virtue and gentleness to be degraded into such humili- ating servitude . I said this : but my ...
... tears of agony gushed from my eyes as I folded her delicate frame in my arms , and assured her that Providence would never permit so much virtue and gentleness to be degraded into such humili- ating servitude . I said this : but my ...
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... tears trickling through her fingers - but she uttered not a word . There was the mother ! -The aggravated malignity of her disorder rendered an operation at length inevitable . The eminent surgeon who , jointly with myself , was in ...
... tears trickling through her fingers - but she uttered not a word . There was the mother ! -The aggravated malignity of her disorder rendered an operation at length inevitable . The eminent surgeon who , jointly with myself , was in ...
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... tears . " And my little Harry ? " Mrs. St- asked , in a fainter tone . She was answered in the affirmative . " Then I am prepared , " said she , and sat down in the chair that was placed for her . One of the at- tendants then removed ...
... tears . " And my little Harry ? " Mrs. St- asked , in a fainter tone . She was answered in the affirmative . " Then I am prepared , " said she , and sat down in the chair that was placed for her . One of the at- tendants then removed ...
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Page 3 - It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
Page 107 - To assume a pleasing shape; yea, and perhaps Out of my weakness and my melancholy, As he is very potent with such spirits, Abuses me to damn me. I'll have grounds More relative than this: the play's the thing Wherein I'll catch the conscience of the king.
Page 108 - I have utter'd : bring me to the test, And I the matter will re-word, which madness Would gambol from. Mother, for love of grace, Lay not that flattering unction to your soul, That not your trespass but my madness speaks; It will but skin and film the ulcerous place, Whiles rank corruption, mining all within, Infects unseen.
Page 120 - Fairest of them all. For his bride a soldier sought her, And a winning tongue had he, On the banks of Allan Water, None so gay as she.
Page 216 - The ghastly visage of death thus leering through the tinselry of fashion — " the vain show" of artificial joy — was a horrible mockery of the fooleries of life ! Indeed it was a most humiliating and shocking spectacle. Poor creature...