The Novels, Volume 12

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Chapman, Hall, 1902

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Pagina 63 - Merciful heaven! What, man! ne'er pull your hat upon your brows; Give sorrow words: the grief that does not speak Whispers the o'erfraught heart, and bids it break.
Pagina 28 - Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little, Before I go whence I shall not return, Even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; A land of darkness, as darkness itself; And of the shadow of death, without any order, And where the light is as darkness.
Pagina 222 - For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
Pagina 55 - For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead.
Pagina 55 - Keep me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked; preserve me from the violent man; who have purposed to overthrow my goings.
Pagina 69 - Tis poetical and pretty. This is it: When the sun sets, shadows that showed at noon But small, appear most long and terrible : So when we think fate hovers o'er our heads, Our apprehensions shoot beyond all bounds : Owls, ravens, crickets, seem the watch of death ; Nature's worst vermin scare her godlike sons : Echoes, the very leavings of a voice, Grow babbling ghosts, and call us to our graves.
Pagina 55 - Hide not thy face from me in the day when I am in trouble; Incline thine ear unto me: in the day when I call answer me speedily. 3 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth. 4 My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.
Pagina 222 - For as soon as the wind goeth over it, it is gone, and the place thereof shall know it no more.
Pagina 221 - Lovick has since shown me a copy of the draught by which all was ordered ; and I will give thee a sketch of the symbols. The principal device, neatly etched on a plate of white metal, is a crowned serpent, with its tail in its mouth, forming a ring, the emblem of eternity : and in the circle made by it is this inscription : CLARISSA HARLOWE.
Pagina 230 - Indeed it is to this deep concern, that my levity is owing : for I struggle and struggle, and try to buffet down my cruel reflections as they rise ; and when I cannot, I am forced, as I have often said, to try to make myself laugh, that I may not cry...

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