Passages from the diary of a late physician (by S. Warner). (Orig. publ. in Blackwood's magazine).1838 |
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... streets . KIVI PET The paring and jaci 1 more wa un mal extener r the atom There fused vigor de somcy . espec . Lonam : jr ... street- pikala , who , true to his vocation , redeeming the may named by his gestures , and the disturbed coun ...
... streets . KIVI PET The paring and jaci 1 more wa un mal extener r the atom There fused vigor de somcy . espec . Lonam : jr ... street- pikala , who , true to his vocation , redeeming the may named by his gestures , and the disturbed coun ...
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... streets , stood every where panting and loath to move . There was no small excitement , or rather agitation ... street- preacher , who , true to his vocation , " redeeming the time , " seemed by his gestures , and the disturbed ...
... streets , stood every where panting and loath to move . There was no small excitement , or rather agitation ... street- preacher , who , true to his vocation , " redeeming the time , " seemed by his gestures , and the disturbed ...
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... streets , stood every where panting and loath to move . There was no small excitement , or rather agitation ... street- preacher , who , true to his vocation , " redeeming the time , " seemed by his gestures , and the disturbed ...
... streets , stood every where panting and loath to move . There was no small excitement , or rather agitation ... street- preacher , who , true to his vocation , " redeeming the time , " seemed by his gestures , and the disturbed ...
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... street mud into which he had been precipitated - his huge limbs , writhing in restless agony over the bed- his fists clenched , and his flat , iron - featured face swollen and distorted with pain and fury . " But , my good woman ...
... street mud into which he had been precipitated - his huge limbs , writhing in restless agony over the bed- his fists clenched , and his flat , iron - featured face swollen and distorted with pain and fury . " But , my good woman ...
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... street door , as seemed likely to break it open . Every one started up from their knees , as if electrified - all moved but unhappy Agnes- and stood in silent agitation and astonishment . Still the knocking was continued , almost ...
... street door , as seemed likely to break it open . Every one started up from their knees , as if electrified - all moved but unhappy Agnes- and stood in silent agitation and astonishment . Still the knocking was continued , almost ...
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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.