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... lady just ar- rived at the inn - I drew the taffeta cur- tain betwixt us , and being determined to write my journey , I took out my pen and ink , and wrote the preface to it in the Defobligeant . IT PREFACE . IN THE DESOBLIGEANT . T ...
... lady just ar- rived at the inn - I drew the taffeta cur- tain betwixt us , and being determined to write my journey , I took out my pen and ink , and wrote the preface to it in the Defobligeant . IT PREFACE . IN THE DESOBLIGEANT . T ...
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... lady whom I had feen in conference with the monk - she had followed us unperceived - Heaven for- bid indeed ! faid I , offering her my own 1 fhe had a black pair of filk gloves , open only at the thumb and two fore- fingers , fo ...
... lady whom I had feen in conference with the monk - she had followed us unperceived - Heaven for- bid indeed ! faid I , offering her my own 1 fhe had a black pair of filk gloves , open only at the thumb and two fore- fingers , fo ...
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... lady just arrived at the inn - I told him the whole truth ; for I was full as much restrained by the appearance and figure of the lady he was talking to . Sufpicion croff- ed my brain , and faid , he was telling her what had paffed ...
... lady just arrived at the inn - I told him the whole truth ; for I was full as much restrained by the appearance and figure of the lady he was talking to . Sufpicion croff- ed my brain , and faid , he was telling her what had paffed ...
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... throw in my mite of cour- tefy - if not of service . Such were my temptations- and in this difpofition to give way to them , was I left alone with the lady with her hand in mine , and with our faces both turned 30 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY.
... throw in my mite of cour- tefy - if not of service . Such were my temptations- and in this difpofition to give way to them , was I left alone with the lady with her hand in mine , and with our faces both turned 30 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY.
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... lady ! faid , I , raifing her hand up a little lightly as I began , must be one of Fortune's whimsical doings : to take two utter ftrangers by their hands - of different fexes , and perhaps from different cor- ners of the globe , and in ...
... lady ! faid , I , raifing her hand up a little lightly as I began , must be one of Fortune's whimsical doings : to take two utter ftrangers by their hands - of different fexes , and perhaps from different cor- ners of the globe , and in ...
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Página 137 - 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 of confinement...
Página 137 - 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 132 - Make the most of it you can, said I to myself, the Bastile is but another word for a tower ;— and a tower is but another word for a house you can't get out of. — Mercy on the gouty ! for they are in it twice a year. — But with nine livres a day, and pen and ink and paper and patience, albeit a man can't get out, he may do very well within...
Página 220 - Shorn indeed ! and to the quick," said I ; " and wast thou in my own land, where I have a cottage, I would take thee to it and shelter thee ; thou shouldst eat of my own bread, and drink of my own cup.
Página 136 - I took a single captive; and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then look'd through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture.
Página 133 - 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 220 - I felt such undescribable emotions within me, as I am sure could not be accounted for from any combinations of matter and motion.
Página 224 - ... 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 89 - I walked up gravely to the window in my dusty black coat, and looking through the glass saw all the world in yellow, blue, and green, running at the ring of pleasure.