 There he stood, pointing me out with his dusky finger to the mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red...  The Manchester iris - Pàgina 1221822Visualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1822 - 734 pàgines
...till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the comers of his poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping,...soot-inflamed, yet twinkling through all with such u joy, snatched out of desolation, that Hogarth-^but Hogarth has got him already (how could he miss... | |
 | William Hone - 1825 - 842 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at t. ' Dan,' said he, ' I'll save you : put * you...says I, though all the time 1 thought in myself t Uogarth but Hogarth has got him already (how could he miss him ?) in the March to Finchley, grinning... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 882 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at ED pie-man — there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, as if the jest was to last for... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 892 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a...sootinflamed, yet twinkling through all with such a jovv snatched out of desolation, that Hogarth but Hogarth has got him already (how could he miss him... | |
 | William Hone - 1868 - 846 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so lie thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping, and soulinflamed, yet twinkling through all with such a joy, snatched out of desolation, that Hogarth but... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 878 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a...already (how could he miss him ?) in the March to Fincliley, grinning at the pie-man — there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, as... | |
 | 1835 - 432 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a...Finchley, grinning at the pye-man — there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, as if the jest was to last for ever — with such a maximum... | |
 | William Hone - 1835 - 876 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a...miss him ?) in the March to Finchley, grinning at the pie-man — there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, as if the jest was to last for... | |
 | 1835 - 430 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a...already (how could he miss him ?) in the March to Fincbley, grinning at the pye-man — there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, as... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1835 - 440 pàgines
...particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping, and soot-inflamed r yet twinkling through all with such a joy, snatched out of desolution, that Hogarth But Hogarth has... | |
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