| Laurence Sterne - 1926 - 324 Seiten
...this little span of life, by him who interests his heart in every thing, and who, having eyes to see what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can fairly lay his hands on. If this won't turn out something another will no matter... | |
| Laurence Sterne - 1927 - 304 Seiten
...this little span of life byhim who interests his heart in every thing, and who having eyes to see, what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can fairly lay his hands on. — If this won't turn out something — another will... | |
| James O'Donnell Bennett - 1928 - 488 Seiten
...this little span of life, by him who interests his heart in every thing, and who, having eyes to see what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can fairly lay his hands on. — . . . "I pity the man who can travel from Dan to... | |
| 1923 - 1004 Seiten
...this little span of life by him who interests his heart in everything, and who, having eyes to see what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing that he can fairly lay his hands on. I pity the man who can travel from Dan to Beersheba,... | |
| Colin Jones, Dror Wahrman - 2002 - 326 Seiten
...this litde span of life by him who interests his heart in every thing, and who, having eyes to see, what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can fairly lay his hands on. — (p. 28l For Wordsworth as for Sterne, the heart... | |
| Ronald Shusterman - 2003 - 332 Seiten
...this little span of life by him who interests his heart in everything, and who, having eyes to see, what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can fairly lay his hands on" (28). De meme, a partir de trois mots entendus, Yorick... | |
| Jeffrey Cane Robinson - 2006 - 166 Seiten
...this little span of life by him who interests his heart in every thing, and who having eyes to see, what time and chance are perpetually holding out to him as he journeyeth on his way, misses nothing he can /airly lay his hands on — ' I declare, said I, clapping my hands chearily together,... | |
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