A Sentimental JourneyJohn Long, 1905 - 191 страници |
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... face the Franciscan , whom I saw on the opposite side of the court , in conference with a lady just arrived at the inn , -I drew the taffeta - curtain betwixt us , and , being determined to write my journey , I took out my pen and ink ...
... face the Franciscan , whom I saw on the opposite side of the court , in conference with a lady just arrived at the inn , -I drew the taffeta - curtain betwixt us , and , being determined to write my journey , I took out my pen and ink ...
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... face ; -thought he looked like a Jew , then a Turk , —disliked his wig , -cursed him by my gods - wished him at the ... faces turned towards the door of the remise , and said he would be back in five minutes . Now , a colloquy of five ...
... face ; -thought he looked like a Jew , then a Turk , —disliked his wig , -cursed him by my gods - wished him at the ... faces turned towards the door of the remise , and said he would be back in five minutes . Now , a colloquy of five ...
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... face , ' twas not material ; for the drawing was instantly set about , and , long before we had got to the door of the remise , Fancy had finished the whole head , and pleased herself as much with its fitting her goddess , as if she had ...
... face , ' twas not material ; for the drawing was instantly set about , and , long before we had got to the door of the remise , Fancy had finished the whole head , and pleased herself as much with its fitting her goddess , as if she had ...
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Laurence Sterne. with her hand in mine , and with our faces both turned closer to the door of the remise than was absolutely necessary . THE REMISE DOOR CALAIS THIS certainly , fair lady , said I , raising her hand up a little lightly as ...
Laurence Sterne. with her hand in mine , and with our faces both turned closer to the door of the remise than was absolutely necessary . THE REMISE DOOR CALAIS THIS certainly , fair lady , said I , raising her hand up a little lightly as ...
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... face towards me , -the muscles relaxed , and I saw the same unprotected look of dis- tress which first won me to her interest : -melancholy ! to see such sprightliness the prey of sorrow , -I pitied her from my soul ; and , though it ...
... face towards me , -the muscles relaxed , and I saw the same unprotected look of dis- tress which first won me to her interest : -melancholy ! to see such sprightliness the prey of sorrow , -I pitied her from my soul ; and , though it ...
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Abdera Amiens asked Bastile begged better betwixt bidet blush breast breeches CALAIS chaise Count cried dear désobligeante door Eugenius eyes face fair fille felt fille de chambre Fleur France gave girl give grisette half hand head heart Heaven honour instantly journey La Fleur lady LAURENCE STERNE livre look Lord Louis d'ors Madame de Rambouliet Maria Marquis master mind monk Mons MONTREUIL NAMPONT Nature never night Notary numbers old French officer Opera Comique Paris parterre passed passport pocket Pont Neuf portmanteau postilion pulled quoth remise replied Roger Sterne scarce seemed sentiment Sentimental Journey side Smelfungus soul sous spirit step Sterne stood story street supper sweet tell thee thing thou thought told took Traveller Tristram Shandy turn twas VERSAILLES walked whilst whole wished woman word wrote Yorick
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Страница 38 - The learned SMELFUNGUS travelled from Boulogne to Paris from Paris to Rome and so on but he set out with the spleen and jaundice, and every object he pass'd by was discoloured or distorted He wrote an account of them, but 'twas nothing but the account of his miserable feelings.
Страница 37 - 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.
Страница 87 - I was going to begin with the millions of my fellowcreatures born to no inheritance but slavery : but finding, however affecting the picture was, that I could not bring it near to me, and that the multitude of sad groups in it did but distract me. — I took a single captive ; and, having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture.
Страница 86 - I'll let thee out, cost what it will; so I turned about the cage to get 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, —...
Страница 135 - I am positive I have a soul; nor can all the books with which materialists have pestered the world ever convince me to the contrary.
Страница 38 - I, clapping my hands cheerly together, " that was I in a desert, I would find out wherewith in it to call forth my affections : If I could not do better, I would fasten them upon some sweet myrtle, or seek some melancholy cypress to connect myself to...
Страница 143 - In a word, I thought I beheld Religion mixing in the dance ; but as I had never seen her so engaged, I should have...
Страница 37 - What a large volume of adventures may be grasped within this little span of life, by him who interests his heart in everything, and who, having eyes to see what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can fairly lay his hands on...
Страница 12 - ... truth might lie between, — he was certainly sixtyfive ; and the general air of his countenance, notwithstanding something seem'd to have been planting wrinkles in it before their time, agreed to the account. It was one of those heads...
Страница 14 - Psha ! said I, with an air of carelessness, three several times, — but it would not do ; every ungracious syllable I had uttered crowded back into my imagination : I reflected I had no right over the poor Franciscan but to deny him ; and that the punishment of that was enough to the disappointed, without the addition of unkind language — I considered his grey hairs : — his courteous figure seem'd to reenter and gently ask me what injury he had done me ? — and why I could use him thus ? —...