Perseverança
CHAPTER XXXII I continued the labours of the village- school as actively and faithfully as I could. It was truly hard work at first. Some time elapsed before, with all my efforts, I could comprehend...
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CHAPTER 43 Elizabeth, as they drove along, watched for the first appearance of Pemberley Woods with some perturbation; and when at length they turned in at the lodge, her spirits were in a high...
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VOLUME III CHAPTER XIV What totally different feelings did Emma take back into the house from what she had brought out!--she had then been only daring to hope for a little respite of suffering;- -she...
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CHAPTER LIX. The Bulletin. The Duc de Beaufort wrote to Athos. The letter destined for the living only reached the dead. God had changed the address. "MY DEAR COMTE," wrote the...
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Em algum lugar na Europa... e em algum ponto dos anos 80. Quando penso no meu ensino médio. Eu era... bem... um autentico e trágico desastre. Nessas horas ha sempre amigos que contradizem esta...
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Me, I don't know how to speak your formal French But I have come to tell you what I do know The state of affairs is grave, in our thoughts, is too much death by dint of knocking on the door to...
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Moment of Reflection PATIENCE Dear Brothers and Sisters: Today meditate on the beautiful virtue of Patience. We need both this virtue! "There are two classes of Patience: A) - that purely...
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TELEVISÃO, FOI ROSINHA DO SOBRADO. EM SEGUIDA A MORENINHA, QUE GRAVAMOS EM PAQUETÁ, ERA LINDO, ERA TÃO BONITO... HOUVE UM MOMENTO LÁ PELOS ANOS 60 EM QUE PENSAVA-SE QUE NÃO SERIA BOM FAZER...
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Never is too late to start I need forces to fight It's a way with many opponents I know that But the victory will come I can't stop now I need to listen to this voice that comes from...
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CHAPTER XVIII Angel Clare rises out of the past not altogether as a distinct figure, but as an appreciative voice, a long regard of fixed, abstracted eyes, and a mobility of mouth somewhat too small...
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