A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy, Том 1P. Miller and J. White, 1774 - 328 страници |
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... direction of governors recommended by the magi- ftrate or young gentlemen , transported by the cruelty of parents and guardians , and travelling under under the direction of governors recommended by Oxford , Aberdeen [ 11 ]
... direction of governors recommended by the magi- ftrate or young gentlemen , transported by the cruelty of parents and guardians , and travelling under under the direction of governors recommended by Oxford , Aberdeen [ 11 ]
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... young , being ten times worse frighten'd than hurt by the very report - What a want of knowledge in this branch of commerce a man betrays , whoever lets the word come out of his lips , till an hour or two at leaft after the time , that ...
... young , being ten times worse frighten'd than hurt by the very report - What a want of knowledge in this branch of commerce a man betrays , whoever lets the word come out of his lips , till an hour or two at leaft after the time , that ...
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... young fellow who would be very proud of the honour to ferve an Englishman - But why an English one , more than any other ? -They are fo generous , faid the landlord - I'll be fhort if this is not a livre out of my pocket , quoth I to ...
... young fellow who would be very proud of the honour to ferve an Englishman - But why an English one , more than any other ? -They are fo generous , faid the landlord - I'll be fhort if this is not a livre out of my pocket , quoth I to ...
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... young man he had spoke of - saying only first , That as for his talents , he would prefume to say nothing - Monfieur was the best judge what would fuit him ; but for the fidelity of La Fleur , he would ftand refponfible in all he was ...
... young man he had spoke of - saying only first , That as for his talents , he would prefume to say nothing - Monfieur was the best judge what would fuit him ; but for the fidelity of La Fleur , he would ftand refponfible in all he was ...
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... pardons from Rome . The young fellow , faid the landlord , is beloved by all the town , and there is scarce a corner : in Montriul where the want of him will not in [ 40 ] or cold or nakednefs, or watchings, or whatever ...
... pardons from Rome . The young fellow , faid the landlord , is beloved by all the town , and there is scarce a corner : in Montriul where the want of him will not in [ 40 ] or cold or nakednefs, or watchings, or whatever ...
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Страница 48 - I thought by the accent, it had been an apostrophe to his child; but 'twas to his ass, and to the very ass we had seen dead in the road, which had occasioned La Fleur's misadventure. The man seemed to lament it much; and it instantly brought into my mind Sancho's lamentation for his; but he did it with more true touches of nature. The mourner was sitting...
Страница 93 - I saw him pale and feverish ; in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood, — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice; — his children — But here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait.
Страница 35 - Turin, in his return home; and a sad tale of sorrowful adventures he had to tell, "wherein he spoke of moving accidents by flood and field, and of the cannibals which each other eat: the Anthropophagi" he had been flay'd alive, and bedevil'd, and used worse than St. Bartholomew, at every stage he had come at I'll tell it, cried Smelfungus, to the world. You had better tell it, said I, to your physician.
Страница 145 - When we had got within half a league of Moulines, at a little opening in the road leading to a thicket, I discovered poor Maria sitting under a poplar she was sitting with her elbow in her lap, and her head leaning on one side within her hand a small brook ran at the foot of the tree.
Страница 5 - Now, was I a King of France, cried I what a moment for an orphan to have begg'd his father's portmanteau of me! The Monk — Calais I HAD scarce uttered the words, when a poor monk of the order of St. Francis came into the room to beg something for his convent.
Страница 148 - Maria, though not tall, was nevertheless of the first order of fine forms; affliction had touched her looks with something that was scarce earthly, — still she was feminine; and so much was there about her of all that the heart wishes, or the eye looks for in woman, that, could the traces be ever worn out of her brain, and those of...
Страница 6 - I fear, forbidding in my look: I have his figure this moment before my eyes, and think there was that in it which deserved better.
Страница 49 - It had pleased heaven, he said, to bless him with three sons, the finest lads in all Germany; but having in one week lost two of...
Страница 93 - I was going to begin with the millions of my fellow-creatures born to no inheritance but slavery; but finding, however affecting the picture was, that I could not bring it near...
Страница 147 - As she told me this, she took the handkerchief out of her pocket to let me see it ; she had folded it up neatly in a couple of vine leaves, tied round with a tendril.