The stranger in France, or, A tour from Devonshire to ParisJ. Johnson, 1803 - 261 pages |
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... England , without a passport , owing to the repeated as- surances of both the ministerial and opposition prints , and also of a person high in administration , that none were necessary . The first question propounded to us by the ...
... England , without a passport , owing to the repeated as- surances of both the ministerial and opposition prints , and also of a person high in administration , that none were necessary . The first question propounded to us by the ...
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... England , were very respectable , and had amassed considerable wealth during the war . The approach to the light houses , through a row of elms , is very pleasant ; they stand upon an immense high perpendicular cliff , and are lofty ...
... England , were very respectable , and had amassed considerable wealth during the war . The approach to the light houses , through a row of elms , is very pleasant ; they stand upon an immense high perpendicular cliff , and are lofty ...
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... England , I confess it , I could not help shedding some . " . " They did not disgrace the generous abbé- such a nation was worthy of such feelings . 66 Our horses were of the norman breed , small , stout , short , and full of spirit ...
... England , I confess it , I could not help shedding some . " . " They did not disgrace the generous abbé- such a nation was worthy of such feelings . 66 Our horses were of the norman breed , small , stout , short , and full of spirit ...
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... England , that this part of France was then in a state of famine . From this town , the road was beautifully lined with beech , chesnut , and apple trees . The rich yellow of the rape seed which overspread the surface of many of the ...
... England , that this part of France was then in a state of famine . From this town , the road was beautifully lined with beech , chesnut , and apple trees . The rich yellow of the rape seed which overspread the surface of many of the ...
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... England . She mentions . in her memoir , that his royal drawing room was so very dirty , that after the levee she was obliged to recur to her comb for relief . In plain truth , James I and his court were lousy . 66 Our master of the ...
... England . She mentions . in her memoir , that his royal drawing room was so very dirty , that after the levee she was obliged to recur to her comb for relief . In plain truth , James I and his court were lousy . 66 Our master of the ...
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Abbey admirable afforded afterwards amiable amongst appearance ARCHBISHOP OF PARIS battle of Marengo beautiful beheld Bolbec Bonaparte carriage celebrated centre CHAP charming church COLONEL PHELIPEAUX colours consul consular court curious delight dinner display dressed elegant England entered entrance excited exhibition exquisite fashion favour female formerly fortune France french gallery gardens gates genius gloomy gothic archi grand hall handsome Havre Honfleur honour horses Hôtel immediately immense lady light livres lofty looked magnificent military minister Mons Monsieur morning NETLEY ABBEY noble o'clock observed paintings palace Palais Royal Paris parisians party passed person Petit Trianon pier glasses politeness pounds sterling present prison racter received repose republic revolution Robespierre Rouen scene seated seemed side sir Sidney sols SOUTHAMPTON RIVER splendid statues sufferings Talleyrand taste Temple theatre Thuilleries tion Torr Abbey town Trianon visited walks whilst young СНАР
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Page 229 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say — my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous: Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me...
Page 216 - Let that day be darkness ; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it. Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
Page 92 - Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Page 221 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 28 - Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Page 212 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Page 72 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 110 - Sibila lambebant linguis vibrantibus ora. DIFFUGIMUS visu exsangues : illi agmine certo Laocoonta petunt; et primum parva duorum Corpora natorum serpens amplexus uterque Implicat , et miseros morsu depascitur artus. Post ipsum , auxilio subeuntem ac tela ferentem Corripiunt , spirisque ligant ingentibus : et jam Bis medium amplexi , bis collo squamea circum Terga dati , superant capite et cervicibus altis.
Page 249 - The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made ! How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Page 111 - Then with their sharpen'd fangs their limbs and bodies grind. The wretched father, running to their aid With pious haste, but vain, they next invade ; Twice round his waist their winding volumes roll'd ; And twice about his gasping throat they fold. The priest thus doubly choked — their crests divide, And towering o'er his head in triumph ride. With both his hands he labours at the knots ; His holy fillets the blue venom blots ; His roaring fills the flitting air around.