The Vicar of Wakefield: A Tale. : In Two VolumesHarrison and Company, 1780 - 90 pàgines |
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Pàgina 11
... arm , as if ftill willing to receive affiftance . My wife alfo hoped one day to have the pleasure of returning his kindness at her own houfe . Thus , after we were refreshed at the next inn , and had dined together , as Mr. Burchell was ...
... arm , as if ftill willing to receive affiftance . My wife alfo hoped one day to have the pleasure of returning his kindness at her own houfe . Thus , after we were refreshed at the next inn , and had dined together , as Mr. Burchell was ...
Pàgina 12
... Arm- ftrong's laft good - night , or the cruelty of Barbara Allen . The night was concluded in the manner we began the morning , my youngest boys being ap- pointed to read the leffons of the day , and he that read loudeft , diftinctest ...
... Arm- ftrong's laft good - night , or the cruelty of Barbara Allen . The night was concluded in the manner we began the morning , my youngest boys being ap- pointed to read the leffons of the day , and he that read loudeft , diftinctest ...
Pàgina 18
... the two lovers , fo ' fweetly defcribed by Mr. Gay , who were ftruck dead in each other's arms . There is fomething fo pathetic in the defcription , that I have read it < it an hundred times with new rap- ture . 18 VICAR OF WAKEFIELD .
... the two lovers , fo ' fweetly defcribed by Mr. Gay , who were ftruck dead in each other's arms . There is fomething fo pathetic in the defcription , that I have read it < it an hundred times with new rap- ture . 18 VICAR OF WAKEFIELD .
Pàgina 20
... arms , • Unnumber'd fuitors came ; Who prais'd me for imputed charms , And felt or feign'd a flame . Each hour a mercenary crowd With richest proffers ftrove : Among the rest young Edwin bow'd , But never talk'd of love . In humble ...
... arms , • Unnumber'd fuitors came ; Who prais'd me for imputed charms , And felt or feign'd a flame . Each hour a mercenary crowd With richest proffers ftrove : Among the rest young Edwin bow'd , But never talk'd of love . In humble ...
Pàgina 29
... arm . He was now in a woeful plight ; but the giant coming to his affiftance , in a hort time left the two Saracens dead on the plain , and the dwarf cut off the dead man's head out of spite . They then travelled on to another adventure ...
... arm . He was now in a woeful plight ; but the giant coming to his affiftance , in a hort time left the two Saracens dead on the plain , and the dwarf cut off the dead man's head out of spite . They then travelled on to another adventure ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
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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.