A Sentimental Journey Through France and ItalyAlan Rodgers Books LLC, 2005 - 108 Seiten
CALAIS When I had fished my dinner, and drank the King of France's health, to satisfy my mind that I bore him no spleen, but, on the contrary, high honor for the humanity of his temper, -- I rose up an inch taller for the accommodation. -- No -- said I -- the Bourbon is by no means a cruel race: they may be misled, like other people; but there is a mildness in their blood. As I acknowledged this, I felt a suffusion of a finer kind upon my cheek -- more warm and friendly to man, than what Burgundy (at least of two livres a bottle, which was such as I had been drinking) could have produced. -- Just God! said I, kicking my portmanteau aside, what is there in this world's goods which should sharpen our spirits, and make so many kind-hearted brethren of us fall out so cruelly as we do by the way? |
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... begg'd the bird of me ; in a week Lord A gave him to Lord B- A- him to Lord B— ; Lord B- ; Lord B― made a present of him to Lord C —————— ; and Lord C ― ' s gentleman sold him to Lord D's for a shilling ; Lord D ——— gave him to Lord E ...
... begg'd for a twelve - sous piece betwixt them , for the love of heaven . I thought it singular that a beggar should fix the quota of an alms and that the sum should be twelve times as much as what is usually given in the dark . - They ...