 | Laurence Sterne - 1904 - 762 pàgines
...multitude of sad groups in it did but distract me — 1 took a single captive, and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then look'd through the twilight...grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was... | |
 | Jeannette Leonard Gilder - 1910 - 330 pàgines
...distract me — I took a single captive, and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of heart it is which... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1905 - 162 pàgines
...distract me. — I took a single captive ; and, having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was... | |
 | John Lawson Stoddard - 1910 - 490 pàgines
...distract me, — I took a single captive; and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was... | |
 | Annie Barnett, Lucy Dale - 1911 - 488 pàgines
...but distract me, I took a single captive, and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was... | |
 | Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1911 - 744 pàgines
...but distract me, I took a single captive, and, having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was... | |
 | Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1911 - 744 pàgines
...but distract me, I took a single captive, and, having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was... | |
 | Raymond Macdonald Alden - 1911 - 754 pàgines
...but distract me, I took a single captive, and, having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and' confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it... | |
 | Claude Moore Fuess - 1914 - 372 pàgines
...distract me, I took a single captive, and having 20 first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half-wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart... | |
 | William Allan Neilson - 1917 - 540 pàgines
...multitude of sad groups in it did but distract me— —I took a single captive, and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then look'd through the twilight...grated door to take his picture. I beheld his body half wasted away with long expectation and confinement, and felt what kind of sickness of the heart it was... | |
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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. 
