The History of Clarissa Harlowe: In a Series of Letters, Volum 6J. Carpenter and William Miller, 1811 |
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... hour knows not all the methods taken to deceive and ruin her . But will briefly , yet circumstantially , enter into the darker part of her sad story , though her heart sinks under the thoughts of a recol- lection so painful ...
... hour knows not all the methods taken to deceive and ruin her . But will briefly , yet circumstantially , enter into the darker part of her sad story , though her heart sinks under the thoughts of a recol- lection so painful ...
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... hour of nine to - morrow morning for Dorcas heard me tell Mrs. Sinclair , that I should go out at eight precisely ; and then she is to try for a coach : and if the dowager's chariot should happen to be there , how lucky will it be for ...
... hour of nine to - morrow morning for Dorcas heard me tell Mrs. Sinclair , that I should go out at eight precisely ; and then she is to try for a coach : and if the dowager's chariot should happen to be there , how lucky will it be for ...
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... hours ago had such faith in dreams , and had proposed out of hand to begin my treatise of dreams sleeping and dreams waking , and was pleasing myself with the dialogues between the old matronal lady and the young lady , and with the ...
... hours ago had such faith in dreams , and had proposed out of hand to begin my treatise of dreams sleeping and dreams waking , and was pleasing myself with the dialogues between the old matronal lady and the young lady , and with the ...
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... hour after ten . A servaut came , who gave me to understand that the matronly lady was just returned by herself in the chariot . Frighted out of my wits , I alighted , and heard from the mother's own mouth , that Dorcas had engaged her ...
... hour after ten . A servaut came , who gave me to understand that the matronly lady was just returned by herself in the chariot . Frighted out of my wits , I alighted , and heard from the mother's own mouth , that Dorcas had engaged her ...
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... hour ! Yet the chariot was said to be ready at a grocer's not many ' doors off ! 6 ' Indeed some elderly ladies are talkative : and there are , no doubt , some good people in the world.- ' But that it should chance to be a widow lady ...
... hour ! Yet the chariot was said to be ready at a grocer's not many ' doors off ! 6 ' Indeed some elderly ladies are talkative : and there are , no doubt , some good people in the world.- ' But that it should chance to be a widow lady ...
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Side 423 - For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
Side 415 - Oh that I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness...
Side 416 - As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tabernacle; When the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me; When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil...
Side 303 - A horrid hole of a house, in an alley they call a court; stairs wretchedly narrow, even to the first-floor rooms : and into a den they led me, with broken walls, which had been papered, as I saw by a multitude of tacks, and some torn bits held on by the rusty heads. The floor indeed was clean, but the ceiling was smoked with...