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Pàgina 149 - Tis finished already, said the Corporal, — for I could stay no longer; — so wished his Honour a good night. Young Le Fevre rose from off the bed, and saw me to the bottom of the stairs; and as we went down together, told me they had come from Ireland, and were on their route to join the regiment in Flanders. — But, alas ! said the Corporal, — the Lieutenant's last day's march is over ! Then what is to become of his poor boy ? cried my uncle Toby.
Pàgina 156 - He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
Pàgina 191 - ... deadly. At length he neared the wreck. He was so near, that with one more of his vigorous strokes he would be clinging to it, when a high, green, vast hillside of water, moving on shoreward, from beyond the ship, he seemed to leap up into it with a mighty bound, and the ship was gone...
Pàgina 135 - Call upon Me in the day of trouble, and I will deliver, and thou shalt glorify Me.
Pàgina 152 - Fever, said my uncle Toby, to my house, — and we'll send for a doctor to see what's the matter, — and we'll have an apothecary, — and the corporal shall be your nurse ; and I'll be your servant, Le Fever.
Pàgina 276 - My first most vivid and broad impression of the identity of things, seems to me to have been gained on a memorable raw afternoon toward evening. At such a time I found out for certain that this bleak place overgrown with nettles was the churchyard; and that Philip Pirrip, late of this parish and also Georgiana wife of the above...
Pàgina 132 - I went on, but terrified to the last degree : looking behind me at every two or three steps, mistaking every bush and tree, and fancying every stump at a distance to be a man. Nor is it possible to describe how many various shapes...
Pàgina 143 - Tis for a poor gentleman, I think, of the army, said the landlord, who has been taken ill at my house four days ago, and has never held up his head since, or had a desire to taste any thing, till just now, that he has a fancy for a glass of sack and a thin toast.