 Sylvio, said she. I looked in Maria's eyes, and saw she was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat ; for as she uttered them the tears trickled down' her cheeks. I sat down close by her, and Maria let me wipe them away as they...  The Philadelphia Visitor - Страница 3081835Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Laurence Sterne - 1770 - 222 страници
...the ftring. — " Thou Ihalt not " leave me, Sylvio," faidfhe. 1 look'd in Maria's eyes, and faw fhe was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat ; for as fhe utter'd them the tears trickled down 'her cheeks. I fat down clofe by her ; and Mafia let me wipe... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1779 - 208 страници
...the firing. — "Thou fhale not leave "me, Sylvio," faid fhe. I look'd in Maria's eyes, and faw Ihe was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat; for as die utter'd them the tears trickled down her cheeks. I fat down clofe by her; and Maria let me wipe... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1780 - 360 страници
...the firing.— " Thou fhalt not leave me, Sylvio," faid fhe. I look'd in Maria's eyes, and faw fhe was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat; for aavrJiry A'..f/f iiffarKammi.Ifan* /">,-,';,. fiv n'. mni So. as fhe utter'd them, the tears trickled... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1782 - 168 страници
...lover, or her little goat; for as Ihe uttered them, the tear trickled down her cheeks. I fat down clofe by her; and Maria let me wipe them away as they fell with my handkerchief. I then fteeped it in my own -and then in hers and then in mine rand then I wiped hers again —and... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1782 - 482 страници
...the firing—" Thou fhalt not " leave me, Sylvia," (aid fhe. I looked in Maria's eyes, and faw fhe was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat 5 for as fhe uttered them the tears trickled down her cheeks. • : -..• ••;': l«nj I fat down... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1783 - 262 страници
...or her little goat ; for i as fhe utter'd them, the tears trickled down her cheeks. I fat down clofe by her ; and Maria let me wipe them away as they fell, with my handkerchief. — I then fteep'd it in my own — and then in her's — and then in mine — and then I wip'd her's... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1784 - 292 страници
...firing — *i Thou fhalr not " leave me, Sylvio," fa id fhe. I looked in Mari,fs eyes, and faw fne was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat ; for as fhe uttered them the tears trickled down her cheeks. I fat downclofeby her ; and Marialet me wipe them... | |
 | William Enfield - 1785 - 460 страници
...with the firing — " Thou malt not leave me, Sylvio," faid fhe. I looked in Maria's eyes, and faw me was thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat ; for as fhe uttered them, the tears trickled down her cheeks. I sAT down clofe by her; and Maria let me wipe... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1790 - 374 страници
...or her little goat; for, as fhe uttered them, the tears trickled down her cheeks. I fat down clofe by her ; and Maria let me wipe them away, as they fell, with my handkerchief.— I then fteep'd it in my own— and then in her's — and then in mine — and then I wiped her's again... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1790 - 390 страници
...the firing — " Thou fhalt not leave me, Silvio," faid fhe. I looked in Marias eyes, and faw fhe wat thinking more of her father than of her lover or her little goat; for, as fhe uttered them, the tears trickled down her cheeks. I fat down clofe by her ; and Maria let me wipe... | |
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