The Beauties of Sterne: Including All His Pathetic Tales, and Most Distinguished Observations on Life. Selected for the Heart of SensibilityS. Colbert, 1784 - 276 страници |
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... these pages that breathe the fpirit of humanity in fuch a fupereminent degree be addreffed , but to that illuftrious Monarch whofe benignity and unparalelled philanthropy has given a charm to every enlightened quarter of the universe ...
... these pages that breathe the fpirit of humanity in fuch a fupereminent degree be addreffed , but to that illuftrious Monarch whofe benignity and unparalelled philanthropy has given a charm to every enlightened quarter of the universe ...
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... these pages that breathe the spirit of humanity in such a supereminent degree be addressed , but to that illustrious Monarch whose benignity and unparalelled philanthropy has given a charm to every enlightened quarter of the universe ...
... these pages that breathe the spirit of humanity in such a supereminent degree be addressed , but to that illustrious Monarch whose benignity and unparalelled philanthropy has given a charm to every enlightened quarter of the universe ...
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... these pages that breathe the fpirit of humanity in such a supereminent degree be addressed , but to that illuftrious Monarch whofe benignity and unparalelled philanthropy has given a charm to every enlightened quarter of the universe ...
... these pages that breathe the fpirit of humanity in such a supereminent degree be addressed , but to that illuftrious Monarch whofe benignity and unparalelled philanthropy has given a charm to every enlightened quarter of the universe ...
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... These powers , Oh Sterne ! but now thy fate de- mands ( No plumage nodding o'er the emblazon'd hearfe Proclaiming honour where no virtue shone ) But the fad tribute of a heart - felt sigh : What though no taper cast its deadly ray Nor ...
... These powers , Oh Sterne ! but now thy fate de- mands ( No plumage nodding o'er the emblazon'd hearfe Proclaiming honour where no virtue shone ) But the fad tribute of a heart - felt sigh : What though no taper cast its deadly ray Nor ...
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... these buffetings to the last , till fickness overtook him at Marseilles , from whence he wrote my uncle Toby word , he had lost his time , his fervices , his health , and , in fhort , every thing but his fword ; -and was waiting for the ...
... these buffetings to the last , till fickness overtook him at Marseilles , from whence he wrote my uncle Toby word , he had lost his time , his fervices , his health , and , in fhort , every thing but his fword ; -and was waiting for the ...
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againſt almoſt Beguine beſt betwixt cafe caft cauſe confcience confequence cried diftrefs evil eyes fafely faid my uncle faid the Corporal fame father fcarce fecond feemed felf fenfe fent ferve feven Fever fhall fhew fhould fide figh fince firft firſt Fleur foldier fome fomething fometimes forrow foul fpeak fpirits ftand ftill ftory fuch fuffered fuppofed fure fword hand heart himſelf honeft houfe houſe intereft itſelf JOURNEY juſt laft laſt Le Fever look man's Maria mind moft Monk moſt muſt myſelf nature never numbers obferving occafion paffed paffions pity pleaſe your honour pleaſure poor prefent purpoſe quoth my uncle racter reafon reft ſaid SERM SERMON ſhall SHANDY ſhe Slop ſmall ſtand Sterne ſtory tear thee thefe theſe thing thofe thou art Trim Trim's truft uncle Toby uncle Toby's whilft whofe wife worfe Yorick
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Страница 44 - Poor youth ! said my uncle Toby ; he has been bred up from an infant in the army, and the name of a soldier, Trim, sounded in his ears like the name of a friend : I wish I had him here. I never in the longest march, said the Corporal, had so great a mind to my dinner, as I had to cry with him for company. What could be the matter with me, an...
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Страница 44 - Thou art an excellent nurse thyself, Trim, — and what with thy care of him, and the old woman's, and his boy's, and mine together, we might recruit him again at once, and set him upon his legs. In a fortnight or three weeks, added my uncle Toby, smiling, he might march. He will never march; an...
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Страница 44 - ... twill be enough to give your honour your death, and bring on your honour's torment in your groin. I fear so, replied my uncle Toby; but I am not at rest in my mind, Trim, since the account the landlord has given me. I wish I had not known so much of this affair, — added my uncle Toby, — or that I had known more of it: How shall we manage it?