The Vicar of Wakefield: A TaleP. Didot, the elder, 1799 - 199 pàgines |
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Pàgina 137
... prison , in so riz gorous a season as the present , with the danger that threatened my health from the late accident that hap pened by the fire . But I continued inflexible . α Why , my treasures » , cried I , « why will you thus ...
... prison , in so riz gorous a season as the present , with the danger that threatened my health from the late accident that hap pened by the fire . But I continued inflexible . α Why , my treasures » , cried I , « why will you thus ...
Pàgina 138
... prison ; and it is particularly unfortunate at this time , as one of my arms has lately been burnt in a terrible manner , and it has thrown me into a slight fever , and I want clothes to cover me , and I am now too weak and old to walk ...
... prison ; and it is particularly unfortunate at this time , as one of my arms has lately been burnt in a terrible manner , and it has thrown me into a slight fever , and I want clothes to cover me , and I am now too weak and old to walk ...
Pàgina 140
... prison , which had formerly been built for the purpo ses of war , and consisted of one large apartment , strong = ly grated , and paved with stone , common to both fe = lons and debtors at certain hours in the four and twen = > ty ...
... prison , which had formerly been built for the purpo ses of war , and consisted of one large apartment , strong = ly grated , and paved with stone , common to both fe = lons and debtors at certain hours in the four and twen = > ty ...
Pàgina 141
... prison was soon filled with riot , laughter and prophaneness . << How » , cried I to myself , « shall men so very wicked be cheerful , and shall I be melancholy ! I feel only the same confinement with them , and I think I have more ...
... prison was soon filled with riot , laughter and prophaneness . << How » , cried I to myself , « shall men so very wicked be cheerful , and shall I be melancholy ! I feel only the same confinement with them , and I think I have more ...
Pàgina 143
... prison , where I think I have some influence » . I thanked him , and could not avoid being surprised at the present youthful change in his aspect ; for at the time I had seen him before , he appeared at least sixty . = « Sir ...
... prison , where I think I have some influence » . I thanked him , and could not avoid being surprised at the present youthful change in his aspect ; for at the time I had seen him before , he appeared at least sixty . = « Sir ...
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amusement appeared assured Baronet Berosus Burchell called catgut CHAP cheerful child comfort continued cried my wife daugh daughter dear displeased drest eldest encrease Fair Penitent Flamborough fortune friendship gaoler gave gentleman girls give going gooseberry guilt happy heart heaven honest honour hope horse interrupted Jenkinson kinson knew letter live Livy look Madam Manetho manner marriage married miseries Miss Wilmot morning musical glasses neighbour never night observed Ocellus Lucanus Olivia once pain papa pardon passion perceived perfectly pleased pleasure poor postilion pounds present prison promise racter rapture received replied resolved rest returned rich round Saracens scarce seemed shew Sir William sister soon Sophia stept stranger sure tell thee thing Thornhill Thornhill's thou tion town tural turn virtue Wakefield wretched young lady
Passatges populars
Pàgina 134 - When lovely woman stoops to folly, And finds too late that men betray, What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover, To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom — is to die.
Pàgina 34 - TURN, gentle Hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds, immeasurably spread, Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the Hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom. " Here to the houseless child of want My door is open still; And though my portion is but scant, I give it with good will.
Pàgina 82 - Good people all of every sort, Give ear unto my song, And if you find it wondrous short It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man, Of whom the world might say, That still a godly race he ran Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes; The naked every day he clad, When he put on his clothes. And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel...
Pàgina 83 - Whene'er he went to pray. A kind and gentle heart he had, To comfort friends and foes ; The naked every day he clad . When he put on his clothes And in that town a dog was found, As many dogs there be, Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, And curs of low degree.
Pàgina 1 - I WAS ever of opinion, that the honest man who married, and brought up a large family, did more service than he who continued single, and only talked of population.
Pàgina 55 - ... his hair, brushing his buckles, and cocking his hat with pins. The business of the toilet being over, we had at last the satisfaction of seeing him mounted upon the colt, with a deal box before him to bring home groceries in. He had on a coat made of that cloth they call thunder and lightning, which, though grown too short, was much too good to be thrown away.
Pàgina 83 - The wound it seem'd both sore and sad To every Christian eye ; And while they swore the dog was mad, They swore the man would die. But soon a wonder came to light, That show'd the rogues they lied, The man recover'd of the bite, The dog it was that died.
Pàgina 36 - The crackling faggot flies. But nothing could a charm impart To soothe the stranger's woe; For grief was heavy at his heart, And tears began to flow. His rising cares the Hermit spied, With answering care opprest : " And whence, unhappy youth," he cried, " The sorrows of thy breast ? " From better habitations spurn'd, Reluctant dost thou rove?
Pàgina 58 - You need be under no uneasiness," cried I, "about selling the rims, for they are not worth sixpence, for I perceive they are only copper varnished over.