A Sentimental Journey Through France and ItalyG. P. Putnam, 1910 - 187 Seiten |
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... twas neither elegant or otherwise , but as character and expression made it so : it was a thin , spare form , something above the common size , if it lost not the distinction by a bend forward in the figure - but it was the attitude of ...
... twas neither elegant or otherwise , but as character and expression made it so : it was a thin , spare form , something above the common size , if it lost not the distinction by a bend forward in the figure - but it was the attitude of ...
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... Twas the agitation , said I coolly , of writing a preface . -I never heard , said the other , who was a simple Traveller , of a preface wrote in a Desobligeant . It would have been better , said I , in a Vis à Vis . As an Englishman ...
... Twas the agitation , said I coolly , of writing a preface . -I never heard , said the other , who was a simple Traveller , of a preface wrote in a Desobligeant . It would have been better , said I , in a Vis à Vis . As an Englishman ...
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... twas not material ; for the drawing was instantly set about , and long before we had got to the door of the Remise , Fancy had finish'd the whole head , and pleased herself as much with its fitting her goddess , as if she had dived into ...
... twas not material ; for the drawing was instantly set about , and long before we had got to the door of the Remise , Fancy had finish'd the whole head , and pleased herself as much with its fitting her goddess , as if she had dived into ...
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... twas too late to say whether it was the weakness or goodness of our tempers which had in- volved us in this contest - But be it as it would - he begg'd we might exchange boxes - In saying this , he presented his to me with one hand , as ...
... twas too late to say whether it was the weakness or goodness of our tempers which had in- volved us in this contest - But be it as it would - he begg'd we might exchange boxes - In saying this , he presented his to me with one hand , as ...
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... the very sight of it stirr'd up a disagreeable sensation within me now ; and I thought ' twas a churlish beast into whose heart the idea could first enter , to construct such a machine ; nor had 34 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY The Remise Calais.
... the very sight of it stirr'd up a disagreeable sensation within me now ; and I thought ' twas a churlish beast into whose heart the idea could first enter , to construct such a machine ; nor had 34 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY The Remise Calais.
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Seite 39 - upon human nature —I get my labour for my pains—'tis enough the pleasure of the experiment has kept my senses and the best part of my blood awake, and laid the gross to sleep. I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba, and cry, 'Tis all barren—and so it is \ and so is all the
Seite 104 - or do I remember an incident in my life, where the dissipated spirits, to which my reason had been a bubble, were so suddenly call'd home. Mechanical as the notes were, yet so true in tune to nature were they chaunted, that in one moment they overthrew all my systematic reasonings upon the Bastile ; and I heavily
Seite 172 - Dear sensibility ! source inexhausted of all that's precious in our joys, or costly in our sorrows ! thou chainest thy martyr down upon his bed of straw —and 'tis thou who lift'st him up to HEAVEN—Eternal fountain of our feelings !—'tis here I trace
Seite 186 - hold of both of them. Hadst thou, Nannette, been arrayed like a duchess!—But that cursed slit in thy petticoat! Nannette cared not for it. We could not have done without you, said she, letting go one hand, with self-taught politeness, leading me up with the other. "A
Seite 59 - said the mourner, I thought so, when he was alive—but now that he is dead I think otherwise.—I fear the weight of myself and my afflictions together have been too much for him — they have shortened the poor creature's days, and I fear I have them to answer for. —Shame on the world ! said I to myself—Did we
Seite 173 - mountains—he finds the lacerated lamb of another's flock This moment I beheld him leaning with his head against his crook, with piteous inclination looking down upon it!—Oh ! had I come one moment sooner !—it bleeds to death—his gentle heart bleeds with it Peace to thee, generous swain !—I see thou walkest off with
Seite 40 - Vide S *s Travels. —I'll tell it, cried Smelfungus, to the world. You had better tell it, said I, to your physician. Mundungus, with an immense fortune, made the whole tour ; going on from Rome to Naples from Naples to Venice—from Venice to
Seite 171 - lie in my bosom, and be unto me as a daughter. Adieu, poor luckless maiden !—Imbibe the oil and wine which the compassion of a stranger, as he journeyeth on his way, now pours into thy wounds —the Being who has twice bruised thee can only bind them up for ever. THE BOURBONNOIS
Seite 170 - dry it in my bosom, said she—'twill do me good. And is your heart still so warm, Maria ? said I. I touched upon the string on which hung all her sorrows—she look'd with wistful disorder for some time in my face ; and then, without saying any thing, took her pipe, and play'd her service to the
Seite 78 - —Surely—surely, man ! it is not good for thee to sit alone—thou wast made for social intercourse and gentle greetings, and this improvement of our natures from it, I appeal to, as my evidence. —And how does it beat, Monsieur ? said she. —With all the benignity, said I, looking quietly in her eyes, that I