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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... scarce have called me a machine . - I'm confident , said I to myself , I should have overset her creed . The accession of that idea carried nature , at that time , as high as she could go ; - I was at peace with the world before , and ...
... scarce be ten posts out of my way ; but , were it ten thousand ! with what a moral delight will it crown my journey , in sharing in the sickening incidents of a tale of misery told to me by such a sufferer ? To see her weep ! and ...
... scarce get a kind look from them as it is . — The Marquis invited me to supper . - - Monsieur P , the farmer - general , was just as inquisitive about our taxes . They were very considerable , he heard . - If we knew but how to collect ...