The Vicar of Wakefield: A Tale. : In Two VolumesHarrison and Company, 1780 - 90 Seiten |
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... please ? Such as are fond of high life , will turn with difdain from the fimplicity of his country fire - fide ; fuch as mistake ribaldry for humour , will find no wit in his harmless converfation ; and fuch as have been taught to ...
... please ? Such as are fond of high life , will turn with difdain from the fimplicity of his country fire - fide ; fuch as mistake ribaldry for humour , will find no wit in his harmless converfation ; and fuch as have been taught to ...
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... please , Sophia even repreft excellence , from her fears to offend . The one emi- tained me with her vivacity when I was gay , the other with her fense when I was fericus . But thefe qualities were never carried to excefs in either ...
... please , Sophia even repreft excellence , from her fears to offend . The one emi- tained me with her vivacity when I was gay , the other with her fense when I was fericus . But thefe qualities were never carried to excefs in either ...
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... please . " Still as we approach , the darkest ob- jects appear to brighten , and the mental eye becomes adapted to it's gloomy fituation . I now proceeded forward , and had walked about two hours , when I pert` ceived what appeared at a ...
... please . " Still as we approach , the darkest ob- jects appear to brighten , and the mental eye becomes adapted to it's gloomy fituation . I now proceeded forward , and had walked about two hours , when I pert` ceived what appeared at a ...
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... please me . My unfortunate paradoxes had entirely dried up that fource of comfort . I ' could neither read nor write with fa- 6 tisfaction ; for excellence in another was my averfion , and writing was 6 my trade . " What did you fay ...
... please me . My unfortunate paradoxes had entirely dried up that fource of comfort . I ' could neither read nor write with fa- 6 tisfaction ; for excellence in another was my averfion , and writing was 6 my trade . " What did you fay ...
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... ; your fifter Sophy has already obliged us . Do , child , it will please your old father . She complied in a manner lo exquifitely pathetic , as mo¬ ved me . · WHEN W HEN lovely woman ftoops to folly , And finds VICAR OF WAKEFIELD . 63.
... ; your fifter Sophy has already obliged us . Do , child , it will please your old father . She complied in a manner lo exquifitely pathetic , as mo¬ ved me . · WHEN W HEN lovely woman ftoops to folly , And finds VICAR OF WAKEFIELD . 63.
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Seite 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.
Seite 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?
Seite 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.
Seite 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.
Seite 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.