 I saw him pale and feverish: in thirty years the western breeze had not once fanned his blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children ! But here my heart began...  “A” Sentimental Journey Through France and Italyvon Laurence Sterne - 1798Auszug - Über dieses Buch
 | John Wilson - 1871 - 364 Seiten
...fanned his blood: he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time ; nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children but here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. The people lifted up their voices, and blessed... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 Seiten
...through the twilight of his grated door to take his picture. But here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground, upon a little straw, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, which was alternately... | |
 | Laurence Sterne, David Herbert - 1872 - 512 Seiten
...— nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ! — His children ! 232 233 was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon л little straw, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, which was alternately... | |
 | School board readers - 1872 - 328 Seiten
...friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice; his children—but here my heart began to bleed, and I •was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the furthest corner of his dungeon, which was alternately... | |
 | Henry Major - 1873 - 136 Seiten
...fanned his blood ; he had seen no sun, no moon in all that time, nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children — But here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1873 - 440 Seiten
...his blood ; — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time; nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice ! — His children But here my heart began to bleed ; and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground, upon a little... | |
 | Marcius Willson - 1872 - 322 Seiten
...his blood' ; he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time'; nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children — but here my heart began to bleed, and I was forced to pause. 13. He was sitting upon the ground, upon a little straw, in the farthest corner... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1873 - 446 Seiten
...friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice!—His children But here my heart began to bleed; and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground, upon a little straw, in the furthest corner of his dungeon, which was alternately... | |
 | Frederick A. Laing - 1873 - 262 Seiten
...or kinsman breathed through his lattice; his children — but hero iny heart began to bleed, and I was forced to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground upon a little straw, in the farthest corner of his dungeon, which was alternately... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1874 - 458 Seiten
...blood — he had seen no sun, no moon, in all that time — nor had the voice of friend or kinsman breathed through his lattice. His children — but here my heart began to bleed — and I was fbreed to go on with another part of the portrait. He was sitting upon the ground, upon a little... | |
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