Marmaduke Herbert: Or, The Fatal Error. A Novel Founded on Fact, Volume 2

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Page 23 - of Moore's song that once made a strong impression on me : — 'I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart, I but know that I love
Page 189 - pleased, which showed he must be crazy to be glad of such a misfortune; and after, when he learned that the corpse had been found in the river, and had been buried in the vault in the church, he seemed quite sorry, and wanted to know whether it had been identified by those who knew
Page 94 - his humble home, and fond wife and children, to guide his flock to some distant pasture, where for months he is to be separated from those dear to him, and dwell in his comfortless and solitary exile, with no companions but his sheep and dog. His sole consolation is that the sun which shines over
Page 90 - mounted on one of the horses, galloped off for aid to the next house. To this the poor Signor was borne, while the Signora was taken back to the wretched hostelrie atPaestum, there being no more room at the house to which the husband had been taken. They were insensible when they were separated, but
Page 158 - told you all that passed, that I should not be blamed if any thing happens ; but it seems to me to be very dangerous to have a man in the house who has such persons coming after him, and threatening him. They must know something very bad against him." CHAPTER LV. TOWARDS the evening of
Page 283 - on the trial, lest he should believe me culpable. "Why, this is downright madness," exclaimed Mr. Goldey. "There is more madness in all men," observed Mr. Vernon, mildly, "than people imagine. Who can say that, on some subjects, all men may not be more or less mad. Do not let us interrupt Mr. Herbert, whose
Page 129 - opening intellect of my child. Her facility in acquiring every thing I taught her, seemed to me little less than miraculous, and her memory in retaining what she learned, was equally surprising. Often while pressing my lips to her open brow, did I vow, that never should it wear the blush of shame for me,
Page 92 - as the purest ultramarine, had a most imposing effort. They sobered, they awed my feelings — how puerile seemed the wreck of man's fleeting, transitory happiness, while contemplating these grand wrecks of ages. These monuments of a by-gone race, whose works have so long outlived even the names of the architects and founders, as to give
Page 228 - indulge sanguine hopes that it will be ignored, in which case you will immediately be restored to your liberty, which will be a great point gained, for I was fearful there might be a delay of several days here." I could have embraced him as he uttered these words, and yet I believed them to
Page 247 - is with these persons, as with those who set up to be connoisseurs of old pictures. They are ever prone to pronounce the specimens exhibited to them not to be originals, because they know that there are more copies than originals in the market, and in fear that the accuracy of their judgment should

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