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Strona 32 - I considered his grey hairs : — his courteous figure seemed to re-enter, and gently ask me what injury he had done me? — and why I could use him thus ? — I would have given twenty livres for an advocate. — I have behaved very ill, said I, within myself; but I have only just set out upon my travels, and shall learn better manners as I get along.
Strona 66 - The learned Smelfungus travelled from Boulogne to Paris, — from Paris to Rome, — and so on ; — but he set out with the spleen and jaundice ; and every object he pass'd by was discolored or distorted. — He wrote an account of them ; but 'twas nothing but the account of his miserable feelings.
Strona 165 - Marquis entered the court with his whole family : he supported his lady— his eldest son supported his sister, and his youngest was at the other extreme of the line next his mother — he put his handkerchief to his face twice — ' — There was a dead silence. When the Marquis had approached within six paces of the tribunal, he gave the Marchioness to his youngest son, and advancing three steps before his family — he reclaimed his sword.
Strona 148 - I was going to begin with the millions of my fellow-creatures born to no inheritance but slavery; but finding, however affecting the picture was, that I could not bring it near me, and that the multitude of sad groups in it did but distract me, I took a single captive, and having first shut him up in his dungeon, I then looked through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture.
Strona 238 - ... mere pomp of words! but that I feel some generous joys and generous cares beyond myself all comes from thee, great great SENSORIUM of the world! which vibrates, if a hair of our heads but falls upon the ground, in the remotest desert of thy creation...
Strona 67 - Turin, in his return home; and a sad tale of sorrowful adventures he had to tell, "wherein he spoke of moving accidents by flood and field, and of the cannibals which each other eat: the Anthropophagi" he had been flay'd alive, and bedevil'd, and used worse than St. Bartholomew, at every stage he had come at I'll tell it, cried Smelfungus, to the world. You had better tell it, said I, to your physician.
Strona 243 - I fancied I could distinguish an elevation of spirit different from that which is the cause or the effect of simple jollity. In a word, I thought I beheld Religion mixing in the dance...
Strona 16 - My father was a little smart man, active to the last degree in all excrcises, most patient of fatigue and disappointments, of which it pleased God to give him full measure. He was, in his temper, somewhat rapid and hasty, but of a kindly, sweet disposition, void of all design ; and so innocent in his own intentions that he suspected no one; so that you might have cheated him ten times in a day, if nine had not been sufficient for your purpose.
Strona 164 - Here, said he, take it; and be trusty guardians of it till better times put me in condition to reclaim it. The president accepted the Marquis's sword ; he stayed a few minutes to see it deposited in the archives of his house, and departed. The Marquis and his whole family embarked the next day for Martinico, and in about nineteen or twenty years of successful application to business, with some unlooked-for bequests from distant branches of his house, returned home to reclaim his nobility, and to...
Strona 175 - Sweet pliability of man's spirit, that can at once surrender itself to illusions, which cheat expectation and sorrow of their weary moments! Long long since had ye number'd out my days, had I not trod so great a part of them upon this enchanted ground; when my way is too rough for my feet, or too steep for my strength, I get off it, to some smooth velvet path which fancy has...