Passages from the diary of a late physician (by S. Warner). (Orig. publ. in Blackwood's magazine).1838 |
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... Elliott was " ailing ” —and , for the mat- ter of that , his wife didn't look the strongest woman in the world . " And pray what business , or calling , is he ? " I enquired . The old man put his spectacles back upon his bald wrinkled ...
... Elliott was " ailing ” —and , for the mat- ter of that , his wife didn't look the strongest woman in the world . " And pray what business , or calling , is he ? " I enquired . The old man put his spectacles back upon his bald wrinkled ...
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... Elliott was in here not an hour ago , for a moment , asking for some sago , because she said Mr Elliott had taken a fancy to have some sago milk for his supper to - night - THE MERCHANT'S CLERK . 253.
... Elliott was in here not an hour ago , for a moment , asking for some sago , because she said Mr Elliott had taken a fancy to have some sago milk for his supper to - night - THE MERCHANT'S CLERK . 253.
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... Elliott wasn't strong - like to play on it ; and she used to hear Mrs Elliott ( she is an uncommon agreeable young woman , sir , to look at , and looks like one that has been better off ) , I was a - say- ing , however , that Mrs Hooper ...
... Elliott wasn't strong - like to play on it ; and she used to hear Mrs Elliott ( she is an uncommon agreeable young woman , sir , to look at , and looks like one that has been better off ) , I was a - say- ing , however , that Mrs Hooper ...
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Samuel Warren. poverty ! -I should await the next visit of Mrs Elliott with some eagerness and anxiety . Nearly a week , however , elapsed before I again heard of Mrs Elliott , who called at my house one morning when I had been summoned ...
Samuel Warren. poverty ! -I should await the next visit of Mrs Elliott with some eagerness and anxiety . Nearly a week , however , elapsed before I again heard of Mrs Elliott , who called at my house one morning when I had been summoned ...
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... Elliott , and stopped for a few seconds to observe him . His countenance was manly , and had plainly been once very handsome . It was now consider- ably emaciated , overspread with a sallow hue , and wore an expression of mingled pain ...
... Elliott , and stopped for a few seconds to observe him . His countenance was manly , and had plainly been once very handsome . It was now consider- ably emaciated , overspread with a sallow hue , and wore an expression of mingled pain ...
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Seite 318 - It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
Seite 22 - While he yet spake, there cometh one from the ruler of the synagogue's house, saying to him, Thy daughter is dead; trouble not the Master. 50 But when Jesus heard it, he answered him, saying, Fear not: believe only, and she shall be made whole.
Seite 201 - LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong : thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled. 8 I cried to thee, O LORD ; and unto the LORD I made supplication. 9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
Seite 319 - My son, when I am dead, bury me; and despise not thy mother, but honour her all the days of thy life, and do that which shall please her, and grieve her not. Remember, my son, that she saw many dangers for thee, when thou wast in her womb; and when she is dead, bury her by me in one grave.
Seite 22 - But when Jesus heard it, he answered him, saying, ' Fear not : believe only, and she ' shall be made whole.' And when he came into the house, he suffered no man to go in, save Peter, and James, and John, and the father and the mother of the maiden. And all wept, and bewailed her : but he said, ' Weep not ; she is not dead, ' but sleepeth." And they laughed him to scorn, knowing that she was dead. And he put them all out, and took her by the hand, and called, saying, ' Maid, arise.' And her spirit...
Seite 195 - It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
Seite 1 - d the lightning, follow'd by no peal ; Dreary and hollow moans foretold a gale ; Nor long the issue tarried ; then the wind, Unprison'd, blew its trumpet loud and shrill ; Out flash'd the lightnings gloriously ; the rain Came down like music, and the full-toned thunder Roll'd in grand harmony throughout high heaven...
Seite 26 - P lying in her usual position, and with her eyes closed. They were now wide open, and staring upwards with an expression I have no language to describe. It reminded me of what I had seen when I first discovered her in the fit. Blood, too, was streaming from her nostrils and mouth — in short, a more frightful spectacle I never witnessed. In a moment, both Dr. D and I seemed to have lost all power of motion.
Seite 20 - PEACE be to this house, and to all that dwell in it. IT When he cometh into the sick man's presence, he shall say, kneeling down, REMEMBER not, LORD, our iniquities, nor the iniquities of our forefathers ; Spare us, good LORD, spare thy people, whom thou hast redeemed with thy most precious blood ; and be not angry with us for ever.
Seite 202 - Bitter constraint and sad occasion dear Compels me to disturb your season due; For Lycidas is dead, dead ere his prime, Young Lycidas, and hath not left his peer.