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" 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 which my fancy had drawn. "
The Sporting magazine; or Monthly calendar of the transactions of the turf ... - Страница 186
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The Odd Fellows' Magazine, Том 2

1831 - 446 страници
...heard his chains upon his legs as he turned his body to lay his little stirk upon the bundle — hegave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter his soul —...the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn. STERNE, To the EDITOR of the O. F's. MAGAZINE. StR AND BftOTHSB, " I should not have thought of saying...

Punch, Томове 32–33

1857 - 560 страници
...took up the second edition of the Times— he gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron of the Civil Service enter his soul — I burst into tears — I could...picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn— I started up from my chair, and calling the servant, bade her order me a cab for the Dover Station,...

An Essay on Elocution, Designed for the Use of Schools and Private Learners

Samuel Kirkham - 1842 - 386 страници
...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...saw the iron enter his soul'. I burst into tears'. 1 could not sustain the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn'. SECTION V. On the Starry...

The Principles of Eloquence

Jean Siffrein Maury - 1842 - 320 страници
...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. f saw the iron enter into his soul.' It would be easy to adduce many other instances in which a writer...

The Universalist Quarterly and General Review, Том 11

1854 - 444 страници
...then cast it down, 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....gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter his soul." There are in this sketch, only four, or at most, five intensifying epithets : " dismal days," " day...

The universal class-book: a ser. of reading lessons

Samuel Maunder - 1844 - 544 страници
...his body to lay his tie stick upon the bundle, — be gave a deep sigh, — I saw the iron enter into his soul, — I burst into tears — I could not sustain...the picture of confinement which my fancy had drawn. 1. How did the captive appear when looked at through his grated door? 2. How long had he been in confinement...

Cyclopædia of English literature, Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 страници
...his little nick upon the bundle. He g»ve a deep sigh: 1 saw the iron enter into his soul. I hurst r did betray The heart that loved her ; 'tis her privilege, Through all the years of [A French Peasant'! Supper.'] A shoe corning loose from the fore-foot of the thillhorse, at the beginning...

Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Том 2

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 страници
...work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little »tick y audible as we knelt around the bed, and his eldest son ki into his soul. I burst into tears ; I could not sustain the picture of confinement which my fancy had...

The rhetorical reader, consisting of choice specimens of oratorical ...

John Hall Hindmarsh - 1845 - 464 страници
...shook his h'ead, and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his leg's/ as he turned his bo'dy/ to lay his little sti'ck upon the...— He gave a deep sig'h — I saw the iron enter into his soAul — I burst into te'ars — (I could not sustain the picture of confinement, which my...

The general reciter; a unique selection of the most admired and popular ...

General reciter - 1845 - 348 страници
...— 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 which my fancy...




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