Naked, would I like to see them: for beauty alone should preach penitence
. But whom would that disguised affliction convince!
Kenn, of Lucy's gradual progress toward recovery, and her thoughts tended continually toward her uncle Deane's house; she hungered for an interview with Lucy, if it were only for five minutes, to utter a word of penitence
, to be assured by Lucy's own eyes and lips that she did not believe in the willing treachery of those whom she had loved and trusted.
of his countrymen is still waiting expression, but it may come to that when they have recurred to the evidences of his offence in their present shape.
On their return home, Tom made use of all his eloquence to display the wretchedness of these people, and the penitence
of Black George himself; and in this he succeeded so well, that Mr Allworthy said, he thought the man had suffered enough for what was past; that he would forgive him, and think of some means of providing for him and his family.
Of course, a minute or so later I would realise wrathfully that it was all a lie, a revolting lie, an affected lie, that is, all this penitence
, this emotion, these vows of reform.
Is there no reality in the penitence
thus sealed and witnessed by good works?
It must not be by our means; nay, if we could win him back to penitence
, we should be bound to love him yet.
"But, my lord, if there be no secret of penitence
, will the director consent to my being here?"
Pelageya stopped doubtfully, but in Pierre's face there was such a look of sincere penitence
, and Prince Andrew glanced so meekly now at her and now at Pierre, that she was gradually reassured.
A small notice in an obscure corner had attracted his attention; the young man, Richardson, had been fished out of the river half drowned, and in view of his tearful and abject penitence
, had been allowed to go his way by a lenient magistrate.
My tranquillity as a woman--perhaps my dearest interests as a wife--depended absolutely on penetrating the mystery of my mother-in-law's conduct, and on discovering the true meaning of the wild words of penitence
and self-reproach which my husband had addressed to me on our way home.
No answering spark of kindness, no awakening penitence
, but an unappeasable ill-humour, and a spirit of tyrannous exaction that increased with indulgence, and a lurking gleam of self-complacent triumph at every detection of relenting softness in my manner, that congealed me to marble again as often as it recurred; and this morning he finished the business:- I think the petrifaction is so completely effected at last that nothing can melt me again.