Catholic World, Том 7Paulist Fathers, 1868 |
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... Chione . " And what do you think can be done for Chione , my child ? " asked the good bishop one day . " I do not know , father , ( so let me call you , I beg ; ) I do not know ; but I understand her struggle now , which I did not when ...
... Chione . " And what do you think can be done for Chione , my child ? " asked the good bishop one day . " I do not know , father , ( so let me call you , I beg ; ) I do not know ; but I understand her struggle now , which I did not when ...
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... Chione knows this , " said Lotis ; " she feels it intensely ; it is this feeling which occasions the struggle which she says is destroying her . " " Well , she shall have her free- dom , my daughter , though I doubt its effecting a good ...
... Chione knows this , " said Lotis ; " she feels it intensely ; it is this feeling which occasions the struggle which she says is destroying her . " " Well , she shall have her free- dom , my daughter , though I doubt its effecting a good ...
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... Chione . " " Then offer yourself to God for her , my daughter , and strengthen yourself by prayer for the suffering you must look forward to . Chione will be granted to expiatory love . " they came forth , though uttered in a wild ...
... Chione . " " Then offer yourself to God for her , my daughter , and strengthen yourself by prayer for the suffering you must look forward to . Chione will be granted to expiatory love . " they came forth , though uttered in a wild ...
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... Chione some of this atmosphere of exaltation was doubtless due ; yet the audience felt as if something more than ... Chione . Dressed in a dazzling robe span- gled with gold , crowned with rays so artificially disposed that they seemed ...
... Chione some of this atmosphere of exaltation was doubtless due ; yet the audience felt as if something more than ... Chione . Dressed in a dazzling robe span- gled with gold , crowned with rays so artificially disposed that they seemed ...
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... Chione's success . She was his pride , his glory , his Aspasia , his Sappho . Never yet had he known her to fail ; and he watched her words as if his very life depended upon them . She commenced : Every heart was chilled ; Chione paled ...
... Chione's success . She was his pride , his glory , his Aspasia , his Sappho . Never yet had he known her to fail ; and he watched her words as if his very life depended upon them . She commenced : Every heart was chilled ; Chione paled ...
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