A Sentimental Journey Through France and ItalyNimmo and Bain, 1882 - 394 Seiten |
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... continued till he attained his tenth year , when being one day on the Pont Neuf at Paris , surveying with wonder the objects that sur- rounded him , he was accosted by a drummer , who easily enlisted him in the service . For six years ...
... continued till he attained his tenth year , when being one day on the Pont Neuf at Paris , surveying with wonder the objects that sur- rounded him , he was accosted by a drummer , who easily enlisted him in the service . For six years ...
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... continued bad health . But we will not readily believe that the parent of Uncle Toby could be a harsh , or habitually a bad - humoured man . Sterne's letters to his friends , and especially to his daughter , breathe all the fondness of ...
... continued bad health . But we will not readily believe that the parent of Uncle Toby could be a harsh , or habitually a bad - humoured man . Sterne's letters to his friends , and especially to his daughter , breathe all the fondness of ...
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... continued I , pointing at my portmanteau , full cheerfully should it have been opened to you , for the ransom of the unfortunate . -The monk made me a bow.- But of all others , resumed I , the un- fortunate of our own country , surely ...
... continued I , pointing at my portmanteau , full cheerfully should it have been opened to you , for the ransom of the unfortunate . -The monk made me a bow.- But of all others , resumed I , the un- fortunate of our own country , surely ...
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... he found out he had come with a wrong one in his hand . We were as impatient as himself to have it opened ; and so attentive to the obstacle , that I continued holding her hand almost without knowing it : 46 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY.
... he found out he had come with a wrong one in his hand . We were as impatient as himself to have it opened ; and so attentive to the obstacle , that I continued holding her hand almost without knowing it : 46 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY.
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Laurence Sterne. I continued holding her hand almost without knowing it : so that Mons . Dessein left us together , with her hand in mine , and with our faces turned towards the door of the remise , and said he would be back in five ...
Laurence Sterne. I continued holding her hand almost without knowing it : so that Mons . Dessein left us together , with her hand in mine , and with our faces turned towards the door of the remise , and said he would be back in five ...
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Æolists ancient answer begged better betwixt bidet bookseller brain brothers CALAIS called chaise Church coat Count Dessein discourse Don Quixote door eyes father fille de chambre Fleur France French gave Gil Blas give half hand hath head heart Heaven honour instantly Irenæus Jack Jaques Sterne La Fleur lady LAURENCE STERNE Lazarillo de Tormes learning look Lord Louis d'ors Madame mankind MATEO ALEMAN matter mind modern Mons Monsieur NAMPONT nature never observed occasion Paris passage passed person Peter poor portmanteau postilion present reader reason remise satire seemed Shandy Smelfungus spirit spleen Sterne story street tell thee things thou thought tion told took Traveller treatise Tristram Tristram Shandy true critic turn twas walked wherein whereof whole word Wotton writers Yorick
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Seite 342 - Last week I saw a woman flayed, and you will hardly believe how much it altered her person for the worse.
Seite 106 - Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to Lilerty, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till Nature herself shall change.
Seite 251 - What is that which some call land, but a fine coat faced with green ? or the sea, but a waistcoat of...
Seite 381 - THE HISTORY OF DON QUIXOTE DE LA MANCHA. Translated from the Spanish of MIGUEL DE CERVANTES SAAVEDRA by MOTTEUX.
Seite 318 - The most accomplished way of using books at present is two-fold: either first, to serve them as some men do lords, learn their titles exactly, and then brag of their acquaintance. Or secondly, which is indeed the choicer, the profounder, and politer method, to get a thorough insight into the index, by which the whole book is governed and turned, like fishes by the tail.
Seite 58 - I, clapping my hands cheerily together, that was I in a desert, I would find out wherewith in it to call forth my affections If I could not do better, I would fasten them upon some sweet myrtle, or seek some melancholy cypress to connect myself to I would court their shade, and greet them kindly for their protection I would cut my name upon them, and swear they were the loveliest trees throughout the desert: if their leaves wither'd, I would teach myself to mourn, and when they rejoiced, I would...
Seite 258 - ... and, according to the laudable custom, gave rise to that fashion. Upon which the brothers, consulting their father's will, to their great astonishment, found these words : Item, I charge and command my said three sons to wear no sort of silver fringe upon or about their said coats, &c., with a penalty, in case of disobedience, too long here to insert.
Seite 108 - As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door — then cast it down — shook hjs head — and went on with his work of affliction.
Seite 249 - For about this time it happened a sect arose, whose tenets obtained and spread very far, especially in the grand monde, and among everybody of good fashion. They worshipped a sort of idol, who, as their doctrine delivered, did daily create men by a kind of manufactory operation.
Seite 161 - HEAVEN - eternal fountain of our feelings! - 'tis here I trace thee - and this is thy divinity which stirs within me - not, that in some sad and sickening moments, 'my soul shrinks back upon herself, and startles at destruction' - mere pomp of words! - but that I feel some generous joys and generous cares beyond myself- all comes from thee, great - great SENSORIUM of the world! which vibrates, if a hair of our heads but falls upon the ground, in the remotest desert of thy creation.