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" I saw him pale and feverish ; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood ; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ; his children — but here my heart began... "
Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Passages in Prose, Selected ... - Page 960
by Vicesimus Knox - 1797 - 1120 pages
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The baptist Magazine

1840 - 728 pages
...feverish : in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ; — his children ! But here my heart began to bleed, and I was...
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The Odd Fellows' Magazine, Volume 2

Fraternal organizations - 1831 - 446 pages
...pale and feverish ; in 30 years the western breese had not once fanned his blood ; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattire — his children — But here my heart began to bleed, and I was...
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Elements of Mental Philosophy Enbracing the Two Departments of the ..., Volume 1

Thomas Cogswell Upham - Intellect - 1841 - 474 pages
...pale and feverish. In thirty years the western breeze had not fanned his blood. He had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time ; nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. — His children — but here my heart began to bleed, and I...
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The universal class-book: a ser. of reading lessons

Samuel Maunder - 1844 - 544 pages
...feverish: in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood,— he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children! — But here my heart began to bleed — and I...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, Volume 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pages
...and feverish ; in thirty vcars the western breeze had not once fanned his blood ; he had seen no sun, Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all kinsman breathed through his lattice; hie children — but here my heart ln'iMii to bleed, and I was...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volume 2

Robert Chambers - Authors, English - 1844 - 738 pages
...and feverish ; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned bis blood ; he had seen no sun, above the ordinary English tribunals of the country wher kinsman breathed through his lattice ; his children — but here my heart began to bleed, and I was...
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A Treatise on Grammatical Punctuation: Designed for Letter Writers, Authors ...

John Wilson - English language - 1844 - 142 pages
...and feverish. In thirty years, the western breeze had not once fanned his blood; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time; nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children but here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced...
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The general reciter; a unique selection of the most admired and popular ...

General reciter - 1845 - 348 pages
...twilight of his grated door to take his picture. had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed tbrough his lattice. His children But here my heart began to bleed — and I was forced...
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National Preceptor

Jesse Olney - Elocution - 1845 - 348 pages
...feverish : in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice — his children but here my heart began to bleed — and I was...
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The rhetorical reader, consisting of choice specimens of oratorical ...

John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 pages
...fev'erish : in thir'ty years/ the western breeze/ had not once fan'ned his blo'od — he had seen no s'un, no moon, in all that ti'me — no'r/ had the voice of frie'nd or ki'nsman/ breathed through his lattice. His chi'ldren — But here my heart began to bleed — and...
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