 | 1796 - 616 páginas
...laft lines of the lall page, in a fummer-houfe in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took feveral turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a profpeft of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the iky was ferene, the... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1796 - 520 páginas
...laft lines of the laft page, in a fummer-houfe in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took feveral turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a profpecl of the country, the lake? and the mountains. The air was temperate, the fky was ferene, the... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1796 - 360 páginas
...laft lines of the laft page, in £ fummer-houfe in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took feveral turns in a berceau , or covered walk of acacias , which commands a profpect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate , the fky was ferene ,... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1805 - 512 páginas
...between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several...the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1811 - 542 páginas
...between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several...temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the noon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was alien I. I will not dissemble the first emotions... | |
 | John Murray (Firm) - 1811 - 618 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last line of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. Afler laying down my pen I took several turns in a berceau,...the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waves, and all nature was silent." " Much has been done of late years by the Canton... | |
 | 1813 - 716 páginas
...between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer house in my garden: after laying down my pen I took several...the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon Was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I wiH not dissemble the first emotions of joy... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1813 - 532 páginas
...laft lines of the laft page, in a fummer-houfe in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took feveral turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a profpect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the fky was ferene, the... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1814 - 726 páginas
...between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several...the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy... | |
 | Alexander Chalmers - 1814 - 544 páginas
...between the hours of eleven and twelve, that 1 wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several...the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy... | |
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It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered... 
