A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy: By Mr. Yorick. In Two Volumes. ...A. Millar and J. Hodges, 1782 |
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... was out of her head that fhe had never feen me be- fore . For my own part I felt the con- viction of confanguinity fo ftrongly , that I. could not help turning half round to look . look in her face , and fee if I could 10 SENTIMENTAL.
... was out of her head that fhe had never feen me be- fore . For my own part I felt the con- viction of confanguinity fo ftrongly , that I. could not help turning half round to look . look in her face , and fee if I could 10 SENTIMENTAL.
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By Mr. Yorick. In Two Volumes. ... Laurence Sterne. look in her face , and fee if I could trace out any thing in it of a family likeness- Tut ! faid I , are we not all relations ? · WHEN we arrived at the turning up of the Rue de ...
By Mr. Yorick. In Two Volumes. ... Laurence Sterne. look in her face , and fee if I could trace out any thing in it of a family likeness- Tut ! faid I , are we not all relations ? · WHEN we arrived at the turning up of the Rue de ...
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... look upon the subject of my em- barraffinent , which was the reafon I had treated it fo cavalierly : and to fhew him how light it lay upon my mind , I dropt the fubject entirely ; and whilft he waited upon me at fupper , talk- ed to him ...
... look upon the subject of my em- barraffinent , which was the reafon I had treated it fo cavalierly : and to fhew him how light it lay upon my mind , I dropt the fubject entirely ; and whilft he waited upon me at fupper , talk- ed to him ...
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... look for in tra- velling , I cannot fill up the blank better than with a fhort hiftory of this felf - fame bird , which became the fubject of the laft chapter . WHILST the honourable Mr. *** was waiting for a wind at Dover , it had been ...
... look for in tra- velling , I cannot fill up the blank better than with a fhort hiftory of this felf - fame bird , which became the fubject of the laft chapter . WHILST the honourable Mr. *** was waiting for a wind at Dover , it had been ...
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... looks - My life for it , thou wilt be fent back to Paris in a- bout half an hour , with an efcort . I BELIEVE fo , faid I - Then I'll go to the Duke , by heaven ! with all the gaiety and debonairness in the world . -AND there you are ...
... looks - My life for it , thou wilt be fent back to Paris in a- bout half an hour , with an efcort . I BELIEVE fo , faid I - Then I'll go to the Duke , by heaven ! with all the gaiety and debonairness in the world . -AND there you are ...
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Página 26 - I saw him pale and feverish : in thirty years the -western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had •seen no sun, no moon in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice —his children — — But here my heart began to bleed — and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait.
Página 27 - ... there. He had one of these little sticks in his hand, and with a rusty nail he was etching another day of misery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it 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 : I saw the iron enter into his soul. I burst into tears — I could not sustain the picture...
Página 24 - NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with thee to smile upon him as he eats his crust, the swain is happier than his monarch, from whose court thou art exiled Gracious heaven! cried I, kneeling down upon the last step but one in my ascent, grant me but health, thou great Bestower of it, and give me but this fair goddess as my companion and shower down thy mitres, if it seems good unto thy divine providence, upon those heads...
Página 144 - I should have looked upon it now as one of the illusions of an imagination which is eternally misleading me, had not the old man, as soon as the dance ended, said that this was their constant way; and that all his life long he had made it a rule, after supper was over, to call out his family to dance and rejoice; believing, he said, that a cheerful and contented mind was the best sort of thanks to Heaven that an illiterate peasant could pay Or a learned prelate either, said I.
Página 130 - I sat down close by her, and Maria let me wipe them away as they fell, with my handkerchief. I then...
Página 56 - tis a quiet journey of the heart in pursuit of NATURE, and those affections which arise out of her, which make us love each other and the world, better than we do.
Página 138 - ... mere pomp of words! but that I feel some generous joys and generous cares beyond myself all comes from thee, great great SENSORIUM of the world! which vibrates, if a hair of our heads but falls upon the ground, in the remotest desert of thy creation...
Página 23 - ... home. Mechanical as the notes were, yet so true in tune to nature were they chanted, that in one moment they overthrew all my systematic reasonings upon the Bastile ; and I heavily walked up stairs, unsaying every word I had said in going down them. Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery...
Página 21 - I looked up and down the passage, and seeing neither man, woman nor child, I went out without further attention. In my return back through the passage, I heard the same words repeated twice over; and looking up I saw it was a starling hung in a little cage; "I can't get out, I can't get out,
Página 26 - I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was which arises from hope deferred. Upon looking nearer, I saw him pale and feverish.