 This is the night of the funeral, which my sickness will not suffer me to attend. It is now nine at night; and I am removed into another apartment, that I may not see the light in the church, which is just over against the window of my bedchamber.  Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Pàgina 5271876Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | Jonathan Swift - 1801 - 418 pàgines
...for a long time after. January 29th. My head aches, and I can write no more. January 3oth. Tuesday. This is the night of the funeral, which my sickness...is just over against the window of my bedchamber. With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She and... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1801 - 416 pàgines
...aches, and I can write no more. January joth. Tuesday. - • This is the night of the funeral, which*my sickness will not suffer me to attend. It is now nine...is just over against the window of my bedchamber. With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She and... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1808 - 496 pàgines
...for a long time after. January 29th. My head aches, and I can write no more. January 30th. Tuesday. This is the night of the funeral, which my sickness...is just over against the window of my bedchamber. With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She and... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1808 - 496 pàgines
...and I can write jno more. January 30th. Tuesday. This is the night of the funeral, which my sick ness will not suffer me to attend. It is now nine at night;...is just over against the window of my bedchamber, With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She and... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1812 - 438 pàgines
...can writemo more. January 30th. Tuesday. This is the night of the funeral, which my sickness will uot suffer me to attend. It is now nine at night ; and...is just over against the window of my bedchamber. . . . With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1812 - 386 pàgines
...the uight of the funeral, which my sickness will not suffer me to attend. It is now nine at uigbt ; and I am removed into another apartment, that I may...is just over against the window of my bedchamber. With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She and... | |
 | Jonathan Swift - 1814 - 564 pàgines
...for a long time after. January 29th. My head aches, and I can write no more. January 30th. Tuesday. This is the night of the funeral, which my sickness...is just over against the window of my bedchamber. With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She and... | |
 | Jonathan Swift, Walter Scott - 1814 - 558 pàgines
...will not suffer me to attend It is now nine at night ; and I am removed into another apartr nient, that I may not see the light in the church, which is just over against the window of my bedchamber. With all the softness of temper that became a lady, she had the personal courage of a hero. She and... | |
 | 1853 - 816 pàgines
...the honr of her burial. "January 30, Tuesday.— This is the night of the funeral, which my sickiiess will not suffer me to attend. It is now nine at night,...is just over against the window of my bed-chamber." Were these words written by a cruel man 1 ! Well, if so, we must admire a woman's saying — as it... | |
 | William Robert Wilde - 1849 - 208 pàgines
...circumstance : " This is the night of the funeral, which my sickness will not suffer me to attend. It is now 9 at night, and I am removed into another apartment...is just over against the window of my bed-chamber." Although they never lived together as man and wife, it is generally believed that Esther Johnson and... | |
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