A Sentimental Journey Through France and ItalyJ. F. Taylor, 1904 - 417 páginas |
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Abdera Amiens ask'd begg'd better betwixt bidet breeches Calais chaise Desobligeant door Eugenius eyes face fair fille fellow felt fille de chambre Fleur FRANCE AND ITALY gave girl give grand tour Grisset half hand head heart heaven honour instantly La Fleur lady LAURENCE STERNE livre look look'd louis d'ors Madame de Rambouliet Maria Marquis master mind monk Mons Monsieur Dessein Monsieur le Count MONTRIUL Nampont nature never night Notary numbers old French officer opera comique Paris parterre pass'd passport pity pocket poor portmanteau postillion quoth REMISE DOOR-CALAIS replied return'd scarce seem'd Senti Sentimental Journey Shandy shew side sitting Smelfungus soul sous spirit starling Sterne Sterne's stood story street supper sweet tell thee thing thou thought tion told took Traveller Tristram Shandy turn VERSAILLES walk'd wish'd woman word wrote Yorick
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Página 389 - HEAVEN eternal fountain of our feelings! 'tis here I trace thee and this is thy divinity which stirs within me not that, in some sad and sickening moments, my soul shrinks back upon herself, and startles at destruction mere pomp of words!
Página 100 - The learned Smelfungus travelled from Boulogne to Paris, — from Paris to Rome, — and so on ; — but he set out with the spleen and jaundice; and every object he passed by was discoloured or distorted. — He wrote an account of them ; but 'twas nothing but the account of his miserable feelings.
Página 100 - I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba, and cry, 'Tis all barren and so it is ; and so is all the world to him, who will not cultivate the fruits it offers.
Página 243 - I can't get out," said the starling. I stood looking at the bird : and to every person who came through the passage, it ran fluttering to the side towards which they approach'd it, with the same lamentation of its captivity, — " I can't get out,
Página 101 - Tis nothing but a huge cock-pit, 13 said he— I wish you had said nothing worse of the Venus of Medicis, replied I — for in passing through Florence, I had heard he had fallen foul upon the goddess, and used her worse than a common strumpet, without the least provocation in nature.
Página 244 - Tis thou, thrice sweet and gracious goddess, addressing myself to LIBERTY, whom all in public or in private worship, whose taste is grateful, and ever will be so, till NATURE herself shall change no tint of words can spot thy snowy mantle or chymic power turn thy sceptre into iron with...
Página 181 - HAIL ye small sweet courtesies of life, for smooth do ye make the road of it ! like grace and beauty which beget inclinations to love at first sight; 'tis ye who open this door and let the stranger in.
Página 12 - Truth might lie between He was certainly sixty-five; and the general air of his countenance, notwithstanding something seemed to have been planting wrinkles in it before their time, agreed to the account. It was one of those heads, which Guido has often painted...
Página 3 - THEY order, said I, this matter better in France — — You have been in France ? said my gentleman, turning quick upon me with the most civil triumph in the world. — Strange...
Página 156 - Eternal fountain of happiness ! said I, kneeling down upon the ground be thou my witness and every pure spirit which tastes it, be my witness also, That I would not travel to Brussels, unless Eliza went along with me, did the road lead me towards heaven. In transports of this kind, the heart, in spite of the understanding, will always say too much.