| 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... | |
| 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,... | |
| 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... | |
| 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... | |
| 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... | |
| 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... | |
| 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... | |
| 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... | |
| 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... | |
| 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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