The works of Laurence Sterne, with a life of the author, written by himselfEdinburgh, 1803 |
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... heaven ! I will lead him a dance he little thinks offor I will gallop , quoth I , without looking once behind me , to the banks of the Garronne ; and if I hear him clattering at my heels - I'll scamper away to Mount Vefuvius - from ...
... heaven ! I will lead him a dance he little thinks offor I will gallop , quoth I , without looking once behind me , to the banks of the Garronne ; and if I hear him clattering at my heels - I'll scamper away to Mount Vefuvius - from ...
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... heaven's fake let us get afhore . CHAP . III . It is a great inconvenience to a man in a hafte , that there are three diftinct roads between Calais and Paris , in behalf of which there is fo much to be faid by the feveral deputies from ...
... heaven's fake let us get afhore . CHAP . III . It is a great inconvenience to a man in a hafte , that there are three diftinct roads between Calais and Paris , in behalf of which there is fo much to be faid by the feveral deputies from ...
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... heaven is my judge , and to which I fhall ever make my last appeal - I know no more of Calais ( except the little my barber told me of it , as he was whetting his razor ) , than I do this moment of Grand Cairo ; for it was dusky in the ...
... heaven is my judge , and to which I fhall ever make my last appeal - I know no more of Calais ( except the little my barber told me of it , as he was whetting his razor ) , than I do this moment of Grand Cairo ; for it was dusky in the ...
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... heaven ; a jolly fet of us but I can't stay and quaff it off with you — I'm pursued myself like a hundred devils , and fhall be overtaken before I can well change hor- ses for heaven's fake , make hafte - ' Tis for high treafon , quoth ...
... heaven ; a jolly fet of us but I can't stay and quaff it off with you — I'm pursued myself like a hundred devils , and fhall be overtaken before I can well change hor- ses for heaven's fake , make hafte - ' Tis for high treafon , quoth ...
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... Heaven ! Ş What masticators ! - What bread ! - and fo , as he finish'd the last mouthful of it , we en- tered the town of Montrieul . CHAP . IX . THERE is not a town in all France , which , in my opinion looks better in the map than ...
... Heaven ! Ş What masticators ! - What bread ! - and fo , as he finish'd the last mouthful of it , we en- tered the town of Montrieul . CHAP . IX . THERE is not a town in all France , which , in my opinion looks better in the map than ...
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Страница 75 - Tis the pipe and tambourine,' said I ; ' I never will argue a point with one of your family as long as I live.' So, leaping off his back, and kicking off one boot into this ditch and t'other into that, ' I'll take a dance,