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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... continued I , I know not ; but they have certainly got the credit of understanding more of love , and making it better than any other nation upon earth ; but , for my own part , I think them arrant bunglers , and in truth the worst set ...
... continued I ; - for , in falling into the hands of the most polish'd people in the world , and being conscious I was a true man , and not come to spy the nakedness of the land , I scarce thought I lay at their mercy . It does not suit ...
... continued I , to spy the nakedness of their hearts , and through the different disguises of customs , climates , and religion , find out what is good in them to fashion my own by : — and therefore am I come . — - - - It is for this ...