The Vicar of Wakefield: A Tale. : In Two VolumesHarrison and Company, 1780 - 90 pàgines |
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Pàgina 7
... still living , in which I extolled her pru- dence , œconomy , and obedience till death ; and having got it copied fair , with an elegant frame , it was placed over the chimney - piece , where it an- fwered feveral very ufeful purpofes ...
... still living , in which I extolled her pru- dence , œconomy , and obedience till death ; and having got it copied fair , with an elegant frame , it was placed over the chimney - piece , where it an- fwered feveral very ufeful purpofes ...
Pàgina 8
... a small cure of fifteen pounds a year was offered me in a dif- tant neighbourhood where I could still enjoy my principles without molefta- tion . tion . With this propofal I joyfully clofed , having 8 VICAR OF WAKEFIELD .
... a small cure of fifteen pounds a year was offered me in a dif- tant neighbourhood where I could still enjoy my principles without molefta- tion . tion . With this propofal I joyfully clofed , having 8 VICAR OF WAKEFIELD .
Pàgina 11
... Still , however , being fur- rounded with importunity , and no longer able to fatisfy every requeft that was made him , inftead of money he gave promises . They were all he had to bestow , and he had not refolu- tion enough to give any ...
... Still , however , being fur- rounded with importunity , and no longer able to fatisfy every requeft that was made him , inftead of money he gave promises . They were all he had to bestow , and he had not refolu- tion enough to give any ...
Pàgina 13
... still more fatisfactory , the gowns feemed improved by this curtailing . CHAP . V. A NEW AND GREAT ACQUAINTANCE INTRODUCED . WHAT WE PLACE MOST HOPES UPON GENERALLY PROVES MOST FATAL . A T a small distance from the houfe my predeceffor ...
... still more fatisfactory , the gowns feemed improved by this curtailing . CHAP . V. A NEW AND GREAT ACQUAINTANCE INTRODUCED . WHAT WE PLACE MOST HOPES UPON GENERALLY PROVES MOST FATAL . A T a small distance from the houfe my predeceffor ...
Pàgina 19
... still ; And though my portion is but fcant , I give it with good will . Then turn to - night , and freely fhare Whate'er my cell beftows ; My rushy couch , and frugal fare , My bleffing and repose . No flocks that range the valley free ...
... still ; And though my portion is but fcant , I give it with good will . Then turn to - night , and freely fhare Whate'er my cell beftows ; My rushy couch , and frugal fare , My bleffing and repose . No flocks that range the valley free ...
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 19 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Pàgina 19 - 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 28 - Welcome, welcome, Moses; well, my boy, what have you brought us from the fair?' 'I have brought you myself,' cried Moses, with a sly look, and resting the box on the dresser.
Pàgina 28 - I have brought back no money," cried Moses again. "I have laid it all out in a bargain, and here it is," pulling out a bundle from his breast ; "here they are : a gross of green spectacles with silver rims and shagreen cases.
Pàgina 28 - Never mind our son," cried my wife; " depend upon it he knows what he is about. I'll warrant we'll never see him sell his hen of a rainy day.