The Italian: Or the Confessional of the Black Penitents. A Romance. By Ann Radcliffe, ... In Three Volumes. ...

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T. Cadell jun. and W. Davies (successors to Mr. Cadell), 1797
 

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Page 407 - At the call, the monk raised his head from the shoulder of the person on whom he had reclined, and turning round, Schedoni, as was evident from the sudden change of expression in his countenance, discovered him; his eyes, as they settled on Nicola seemed to recollect all their wonted fire, and the malignant triumph, lately...
Page 443 - Yet here we are all abroad once more! All at liberty! And may run, if we will, straight forward, from one end of the earth to the other, and back again without being stopped ! May fly in the sea, or swim in the sky, or tumble over head and heels into the moon! For remember, my good friends, we have no lead in our consciences to keep us down"!
Page 413 - Life was now sinking apace; the gleam of spirit and of character that had returned to his eyes, was departed, and left them haggard and fixed; and presently a livid corse was all that remained of the once terrible Schedoni...
Page 116 - Supérieur, the sisterhood was principally indebted for the harmony and happiness which distinguished them. This lady was a shining example to governesses of religious houses, and a striking instance of the influence, which a virtuous mind may acquire over others, as well as of the extensive good that it may thus diffuse.
Page 443 - ... Who would have thought we should ever know what it is to be happy! Yet here we are all abroad once more! All at liberty! And may run, if we will, straight forward, from one end of the world to the other, and back again without being stopped!
Page 42 - Italian rabble, in another the improvisatore* by the pathos of his story, and the persuasive sensibility of his strains, was holding the attention of his auditors, as in the bands of magic. Farther on was a stage raised for a display of fireworks, and near this a theatre, where a mimic opera, the 'shadow of a shade...
Page 441 - Paulo, when they had departed, and he came to himself again, 'you see how people get through their misfortunes, if they have but a heart to bear up against them, and do nothing that can lie on their conscience afterwards; and how suddenly one comes to be happy, just when one is beginning to think one never is to be happy again!
Page 249 - I have heard of the spirit of the murdered,' said he, to himself— 'restless for justice, becoming visible in our world ' But Vivaldi checked the imperfect thought, and, though his imagination inclined him to the marvellous, and to admit ideas which, filling and expanding all the faculties of the soul, produce feelings that partake of the sublime, he now resisted the propensity, and dismissed, as absurd, a supposition, which had begun to thrill his every nerve with horror. He...
Page 47 - At these terrible words the indignation of Schedoni was done away by other emotions ; he turned his eyts upon the stage, and perceived that the actors were performing the story of Virginia. It was at the moment when she was dying in the arms of her father, who was holding up the poniard with which he had stabbed her. The feelings of Schedoni at this instant inflicted a punishment almost worthy of the crime he had medilated.
Page 440 - The first part of your hope, my dear master, you was out in, for, as it happened, we had to go through purgatory before we could reach paradise ; but the second part is come at...

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