Kiss me, Hardy,' said he. Hardy knelt down and kissed his cheek, and Nelson said : ' Now I am satisfied. Thank God, I have done my duty ! ' Hardy stood over him in silence for a moment or two, then knelt again, and kissed his forehead. 'Who is that?'... The Boston Spectator: Devoted to Politicks and Belles-lettres - Страница 44 1814 Пуни преглед -
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