A Sentimental Journey Through France and ItalyThe crimson window-curtains... were drawn close; the sun was setting, and reflected through them so warm a tint into the fair fille de chambre's face, I thought she blush'd-the idea of it made me blush myself. We were quite alone; and that super-induced a second blush before the first could get off.-from "The Temptation"Laurence Sterne's revolutionary novel The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman (1760-1767) plays with time, space, narrative conceits, and the very concept of the novel itself-it has dramatically affected the course of English-language fiction in the centuries since, with works from writers such as James Joyce and Thomas Pynchon showing his influence. A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy (1768) is the thematic sequel, a tale of a minor character from Shandy that is its own frolic of experimental fiction. Though less well known than its celebrated predecessor, this is an equally startling and frantically imaginative work from a writer some consider a comic genius.This edition also features the collection The Journal to Eliza, Sterne's impishly coy diary of a separation from his mistress, as well as numerous letters Sterne wrote to a variety of correspondents, including his wife.Irish clergyman LAURENCE STERNE (1713 -1768) also wrote the satire A Political Romance (1759) and published volumes of his sermons. |
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Nutzerbericht - john257hopper - LibraryThingThis 250 year old novel was a fictional satire on a more serious non-fictional account of a journey through France and Italy by Sterne's contemporary Tobias Smollett. The satire is in the fact that ... Vollständige Rezension lesen
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Nutzerbericht - Marse - LibraryThingA Sentimental Journey is the story of a man traveling from England to France and back and his adventures, or should I say, his encounters during the trip. We don't get a lot of "travel" descriptions ... Vollständige Rezension lesen
Inhalt
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The Journal to Eliza | 154 |
Letters to Eliza | 224 |
The History of a Good Warm WatchCoat | 247 |
Miscellaneous Letters | 267 |
Letter to Mr Foley at Paris | 275 |
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
able adieu affection arrived Bramine breeches coming continued Count dear door Eliza eyes face fear feel felt Fleur followed France French gave girl give given half hand happiness head hear heart Heaven hold honour hope hour idea Italy John Journey June kind lady least leave letter live look Lord Madame matter mind Mons Monsieur month morning nature never night once Paris pass poor present reason received replied rest sent sentimental side soul spirit step Sterne story suffer sure sweet tell thee thing thou thou art thought thousand till told took town Traveller Trim truth turn twas whole wife wish woman write wrote Yorick York
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Seite 89 - ... laid at the head, notched all over with the dismal days and nights he had passed there ; he had one of these little sticks in his hand, and with a rusty nail he was etching another day of misery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had he lifted up a hopeless eye toward the door, then cast it down, shook his head and went on with his work of affliction.
Seite xiv - STERNE, for which the usher severely whipped me. My master was very much hurt at this, and said, before me, that never should that name be effaced, for I was a boy of genius, and he was sure I should come to preferment.
Seite 143 - Eternal fountain of our feelings ! 'tis here I trace thee*, and this is thy "divinity which stirs witMn 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.
Seite 71 - And I made six efforts, replied she, to let you enter. — I wish to heaven you would make a seventh, said I. — With all my heart, said she, making room.
Seite 33 - 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 world to him who will not cultivate the fruits it offers.
Seite 88 - Liberty ! thrice sweet and gracious goddess, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till nature herself shall change : no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle, or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron.
Seite 140 - She had superadded likewise to her jacket, a pale green ribband, which fell across her shoulder to the waist ; at the end of which hung her pipe. Her goat had been as faithless as her lover ; and she had got a little dog in lieu of him, which she had kept tied by a string to her girdle. As I looked at her dog, she drew him towards her with the string. Thou shalt not leave me, Sylvio, said she.
Seite 54 - Eternal Fountain of Happiness ! said I, kneeling down upon the ground, — be thou my witness, — and every pure spirit which tastes it, be my witness also, That I would not travel to Brussels, unless Eliza went along with me, did the road lead me towards Heaven ! In transports of this kind, the heart, in spite of the understanding, will always say too much.
Seite 87 - ... the door : it was twisted and double twisted so fast with wire, there was no getting it open without pulling the cage to pieces. I took both hands to it. The bird flew to the place where I was attempting his deliverance, and thrusting his head through the trellis, pressed his breast against it, as if impatient. I fear, poor creature, said I, I cannot set thee at liberty. "No," said the starling; "I can't get out, I can't get out,
Seite 106 - Surely this is not walking in a. vain shadow, nor does man disquiet himself in vain by it — he of tener does so in trusting the issue of his commotions to reason only. I can safely say for myself, I was never able to conquer any one single bad sensation in my heart so decisively, as by beating up as fast as I could for some kindly and gentle sensation to fight it upon its own ground.
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