The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling, Volumen5A. Millar, 1749 |
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... are you fo little verfed in the Sex , to imagine you ' can well affront a Lady more , than by entertaining her with your Paffion for a- nother Woman ? If the Fairy Queen had D 6 . • had ས་ ས་ མས་ གས " % t " " " Ch . 7 . 59 a FOUNDLING .
... are you fo little verfed in the Sex , to imagine you ' can well affront a Lady more , than by entertaining her with your Paffion for a- nother Woman ? If the Fairy Queen had D 6 . • had ས་ ས་ མས་ གས " % t " " " Ch . 7 . 59 a FOUNDLING .
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... imagine , that upon fuch an Acquaintance , I would let you into my Doors at this Time o'Night . I fancy you impute the Friendship I have shewn my Coufin , to fome other Motive . Con- fefs honestly ; don't you confider this • contrived ...
... imagine , that upon fuch an Acquaintance , I would let you into my Doors at this Time o'Night . I fancy you impute the Friendship I have shewn my Coufin , to fome other Motive . Con- fefs honestly ; don't you confider this • contrived ...
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... imagine any other . To clear therefore the Honour of Mr. Jones , and to do Juftice to the Liberality of the Lady , he had really received this Prefent from her , who , though fhe did not give much in to the Hackney Charities of the Age ...
... imagine any other . To clear therefore the Honour of Mr. Jones , and to do Juftice to the Liberality of the Lady , he had really received this Prefent from her , who , though fhe did not give much in to the Hackney Charities of the Age ...
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... imagine what put it into it into my Head : For , give the Fellow his due , he was genteelly dreft ; which , I think , dear Sophy , is not commonly the Cafe with < your Friend . ' " " ' This Raillery , ' cries Sophia , is a lit tle cruel ...
... imagine what put it into it into my Head : For , give the Fellow his due , he was genteelly dreft ; which , I think , dear Sophy , is not commonly the Cafe with < your Friend . ' " " ' This Raillery , ' cries Sophia , is a lit tle cruel ...
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... imagine I • had any Concern on his Account . " C • On his Account ? ' anfwered the Lady : You must have mistaken me ; I went no farther than his Drefs ; -for I would not injure your Taste by any other Compa- rifon I don't imagine , my ...
... imagine I • had any Concern on his Account . " C • On his Account ? ' anfwered the Lady : You must have mistaken me ; I went no farther than his Drefs ; -for I would not injure your Taste by any other Compa- rifon I don't imagine , my ...
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Página 5 - Come, thou that hast inspired thy Aristophanes, thy Lucian, thy Cervantes, thy Rabelais, thy Moliere, thy Shakespeare, thy Swift, thy Marivaux, fill my pages with humour; till mankind learn the good-nature to laugh only at the follies of others, and the humility to grieve at their own.
Página 4 - Thou who dost sow the generous seeds which art nourishes, and brings to perfection. Do thou kindly take me by the hand, and lead me through all the mazes, the winding labyrinths of nature.
Página 2 - Milton, sweetly tuning the heroic lyre ; fill my ravished fancy with the hopes of charming ages yet to come. Foretel me that some tender maid, whose grandmother is yet unborn, hereafter, when, under the fictitious name of Sophia, she reads the real worth which once existed in my Charlotte, shall from her sympathetic breast send forth the heaving sigh.
Página 195 - THERE are a set of religious, or rather moral writers, who teach that virtue is the certain road to happiness, and vice to misery, in this world. A very wholesome and comfortable doctrine, and to which we have but one objection, namely, that it is not true.