The Works of Laurence Sterne ...W. Strahan, 1783 |
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Pàgina 1
... look into them : fo giving up the argument - I went ftraight to my lodgings , put up half a dozen fhirts and a black pair of filk breeches the coat I have on , " faid I , looking at the fleeve , " will do " VOL . V. B -took a place in ...
... look into them : fo giving up the argument - I went ftraight to my lodgings , put up half a dozen fhirts and a black pair of filk breeches the coat I have on , " faid I , looking at the fleeve , " will do " VOL . V. B -took a place in ...
Pàgina 4
... looks round him , as if he fought for an object to share it with . In doing this , I felt every vef- fel in my frame dilate - the arteries beat all cheerily together , and every power which sustained life , performed it with fo little ...
... looks round him , as if he fought for an object to share it with . In doing this , I felt every vef- fel in my frame dilate - the arteries beat all cheerily together , and every power which sustained life , performed it with fo little ...
Pàgina 6
... look : I have his figure this moment before my eyes , and think there was that in it which deferved better . The monk , as I judged from the break in his tonfure , a few scatter'd white hairs upon his temples being all that remained of ...
... look : I have his figure this moment before my eyes , and think there was that in it which deferved better . The monk , as I judged from the break in his tonfure , a few scatter'd white hairs upon his temples being all that remained of ...
Pàgina 7
... look- ing downwards upon the earth it look'd forwards ; but look'd , as if it look'd at fomething beyond this world . one of his order came by it , heaven above , who let it fall upon a monk's fhoulders , best knows ; but it would have ...
... look- ing downwards upon the earth it look'd forwards ; but look'd , as if it look'd at fomething beyond this world . one of his order came by it , heaven above , who let it fall upon a monk's fhoulders , best knows ; but it would have ...
Pàgina 8
... the whole caft of his look and figure- I was bewitch'd not to have been ftruck with it- - -A better reafon was , I had prede- termined not to give him a fingle fous . TTS THE MONK . CALAIS . Is very true , 8 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY.
... the whole caft of his look and figure- I was bewitch'd not to have been ftruck with it- - -A better reafon was , I had prede- termined not to give him a fingle fous . TTS THE MONK . CALAIS . Is very true , 8 A SENTIMENTAL JOURNEY.
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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.
Pàgina 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,
Pàgina 220 - I felt such undescribable emotions within me, as I am sure could not be accounted for from any combinations of matter and motion.
Pàgina 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...
Pàgina 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.