 I schooled myself, even after the enlivening spirit had really deserted me, and thus I was obliged to call up all the fortitude I could command, and that was not much, to prevent a recurrence of that chaotic and intolerable despair, that had succeeded...  The last man, by the author of Frankenstein - Стр. 210авторы: Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1826Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1833 - Страниц: 214
...bleak summits, my path led me through a country which had been trodden by heroes, visited and_admired by thousands. They had, as a tide, receded, leaving...to enter any dwelling, there to take up my nightly abode — I have sat, hour after hour, at the door of the cottage I had selected, unable to lift the... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1993 - Страниц: 380
...incalculable pain. As I wandered along the plain, at the foot of the Apennines — through their values, and over their bleak summits, my path led me through...to enter any dwelling, there to take up my nightly abode — I have c*' "Pray, come! I wait for thee!" sat, hour after hour, at the door of the cottage... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1965 - Страниц: 364
...as a tide, receded, leaving me blank and bare in the midst. But why complain? Did I not hope?—so I schooled myself, even after the enlivening spirit...dwelling, there to take up my nightly abode—I have [ * ] "Pray, come! I wait for thee!" sat, hour after hour, at the door of the cottage I had selected,... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 2015 - Страниц: 394
...were an hell, and I were doomed to it, I should come an adept to the sufferance of its tortures - the act were easy, the speedy and certain end of my deplorable...to enter any dwelling, there to take up my nightly abode - I have sat, hour after hour, at the door of the cottage I had selected, unable to lift the... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1983 - Страниц: 498
...the midst. But why complain? Did I not hope? - so I schooled myself, even after the en450 livening spirit had really deserted me, and thus I was obliged...to enter any dwelling, there to take up my nightly abode - I have 451 sat, hour after hour, at the door of the cottage I had selected, unable to lift... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 2017 - Страниц: 434
...midst. But why complain? Did I not hope? - so I schooled myself, even after the enlivening spirit 395 had really deserted me, and thus I was obliged to...to enter any dwelling, there to take up my nightly abode - I have sat, hour after hour, at the door of the cottage I had selected, unable to lift the... | |
 | Mary Shelley - 2015 - Страниц: 530
...the miserable shipwreck, that had consummated every fear, and dashed to annihilation every joy. 486 I rose each day with the morning sun, and left my...to enter any dwelling, there to take up my nightly abode - I have sat, hour after hour, at the door of the cottage I had selected, unable to lift the... | |
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