The Works of Lawrence Sterne: In Four Volumes, with a Life of the Author, Written by Himself, Band 2

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Seite 20 - The Accusing Spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in, and the Recording Angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Seite 210 - Where slaves once more their native land behold, No fiends torment, no Christians thirst for gold. To Be, contents his natural desire, He asks no Angel's wing, no Seraph's fire; But thinks, admitted to that equal sky, His faithful dog shall bear him company.
Seite 353 - Mercy on the gouty! for they are in it twice a year; but with nine livres a day, and pen, and ink, and paper, and patience, albeit a man can't get out, he may do very well within, at least for a month or six weeks ; at the end of which, if h'e is a harmless fellow, his innocence appears, and he comes out a better and wiser man than he went in.
Seite 124 - tis all - all bitterness to thee, whatever life is to others. - And now thy mouth, if one knew the truth of it, is as bitter, I dare say, as soot - (for he had cast aside the stem) and thou hast not a friend perhaps in all this world, that will give thee a macaroon.
Seite 15 - Twas well said of thee, Trim, said my uncle Toby. — '—But when a soldier, said I, an' please your Eeverence, has been standing for twelve hours together in the trenches, up to his knees in cold water, — or engaged, said I, for months together in long and dangerous marches ; — harassed, perhaps, in his rear to-day ; — harassing others tomorrow ; — detached here ; — countermanded there ; — resting this night out upon his arms ; — beat up in his shirt the next; — benumbed in his...
Seite 20 - My uncle Toby went to his bureau, put his purse into his breeches pocket, and, having ordered the Corporal to go early in the morning for a physician, he went to bed and fell asleep.
Seite 140 - Tie me up this tress, instantly,' said Nannette, putting a piece of string into my hand. It taught me to forget I was a stranger. The whole knot fell down — we had been seven years acquainted. The youth struck the note upon the tambourine, his pipe followed, and off we bounded.
Seite 301 - He wrote an account of them ; but 'twas nothing but the account of his miserable feelings. I met Smelfungus in the grand portico of the Pantheon : he was just coming out of it. 'Tis nothing but a huge cockpit,* said he. I wish you had said nothing worse of the Venus of Medicis...
Seite 353 - I took to be of a child, which complained "it could not get out". — I look'd up and down the passage, and, seeing neither man, woman, nor child, I went out without further attention. In my return back through the passage, I heard the same words repeated twice over; and, looking up, I saw it was a starling hung in a little cage. — "I can't get out — I can't get out,
Seite 14 - I gave him the toast, continued the corporal, I thought it was proper to tell him I was captain Shandy's servant, and that your honour (though a stranger) was extremely concerned for his father; - and that if there was anything in your house or cellar - (and thou might'st have added my purse too...

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