The Works of Laurence Sterne ...W. Strahan, 1783 |
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... fair lady ! faid , I , raifing her hand up a little lightly as I began , must be one of Fortune's whimsical doings : to take two utter ftrangers by their hands - of different fexes , and perhaps from different cor- ners of the globe ...
... fair lady ! faid , I , raifing her hand up a little lightly as I began , must be one of Fortune's whimsical doings : to take two utter ftrangers by their hands - of different fexes , and perhaps from different cor- ners of the globe ...
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Laurence Sterne. * Then I will meet thee , faid I , fair Ipirit ! at Bruffels - ' tis only returning from Italy through Germany to Holland , by the route of Flanders , home - ' twill scarce be ten pofts out of my way ; but were it ten ...
Laurence Sterne. * Then I will meet thee , faid I , fair Ipirit ! at Bruffels - ' tis only returning from Italy through Germany to Holland , by the route of Flanders , home - ' twill scarce be ten pofts out of my way ; but were it ten ...
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... fair myftic nymphs ! go each one pluck your rofe , and fcatter them in your path - for Madame de Rambouliet did no more - I handed Madame de Rambouliet out of the coach ; and had I been the priest of the chafte CASTALIA , I could 120 A ...
... fair myftic nymphs ! go each one pluck your rofe , and fcatter them in your path - for Madame de Rambouliet did no more - I handed Madame de Rambouliet out of the coach ; and had I been the priest of the chafte CASTALIA , I could 120 A ...
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... fair goddess as my companion - and fhower down thy mi- tres , if it seems good unto thy divine providence , upon those heads which are aching for them . 1 T THE CAPTIVE . PARIS . HE bird in THROUGH FRANCE AND ITALY . 137.
... fair goddess as my companion - and fhower down thy mi- tres , if it seems good unto thy divine providence , upon those heads which are aching for them . 1 T THE CAPTIVE . PARIS . HE bird in THROUGH FRANCE AND ITALY . 137.
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... fair being as a temple , and would rather enter in , and fee the original drawings , and loofe fketches hung up in it , than the tranf- figuration of Raphael itself . The thirst of this , continued I , as impatient as that which ...
... fair being as a temple , and would rather enter in , and fee the original drawings , and loofe fketches hung up in it , than the tranf- figuration of Raphael itself . The thirst of this , continued I , as impatient as that which ...
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Страница 137 - 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 towards the door, then cast it down, shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his legs as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle. He gave a deep sigh : I saw the iron enter into his soul. I burst into tears — I could not sustain the picture of confinement...
Страница 137 - 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 132 - Make the most of it you can, said I to myself, the Bastile is but another word for a tower ;— and a tower is but another word for a house you can't get out of. — Mercy on the gouty ! for they are in it twice a year. — But with nine livres a day, and pen and ink and paper and patience, albeit a man can't get out, he may do very well within...
Страница 220 - Shorn indeed ! and to the quick," said I ; " and wast thou in my own land, where I have a cottage, I would take thee to it and shelter thee ; thou shouldst eat of my own bread, and drink of my own cup.
Страница 136 - I took a single captive; and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then look'd through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture.
Страница 133 - I looked up and down the passage, and seeing neither man, woman, nor child, I went out without further attention. In my return back through the passage, I heard the same words repeated twice over; and looking up, I saw it was a starling hung in a little cage: " I can't get out, I can't get out,
Страница 220 - I felt such undescribable emotions within me, as I am sure could not be accounted for from any combinations of matter and motion.
Страница 224 - ... 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...
Страница 89 - I walked up gravely to the window in my dusty black coat, and looking through the glass saw all the world in yellow, blue, and green, running at the ring of pleasure.