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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... half a dozen shirts and silk pair of breeches , and bid him fasten all upon the chaise , get the horses put to , and desire the landlord to come in with his bill . --- C'est un garçon de bonne fortune , said the landlord , pointing ...
... half a dozen lines , I made half a dozen different beginnings , and could no way please myself . In short , I was in no mood to write . - - La Fleur stepp'd out and brought a little water in a glass to dilute my ink , then fetch'd sand ...
... half a dozen different people , I grew sick , - went to bed ; - order'd La Fleur to get me horses in the morning to set out for Italy . - - MARIA . MOULINES . I nev never felt what the distress of plenty was in anyone shape till now ...