O a homeless man, who has no spot on this wide world which he can truly call his own, , there is a momentary - feeling of something like independence and territorial consequence, when, after a weary day's travel, he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet... The Table Book - Página 29por William Hone - 1828Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
| 1822 - 634 páginas
...epitomes of dissolute heartlessiiess, and pampered inutitity. A VISIT TO THE BIRTHPLACE OF SHAKESPEARE. To a homeless man, who has no spot on this wide world he can call his own, there is a momentary feeling of something like independence nnd territorial consequence,... | |
| 1821 - 438 páginas
...green bed, :''or hallowed the turf ut which pillowed his head. To a homeless man, who has no spot o» this wide world which he can truly call his own, there...consequence* when after a weary day's travel, he kicks oil his boots, thrusts his feet into slippers, and stretches himself before an inn fire. Let the world... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1821 - 596 páginas
...taken from the beginning of the chapter on ' Stratford on Avon,' may serve to illustrate our meaning. ' To a homeless man, who has no spot on this wide world...travel, he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet into his slippers, and stretches himself before an inn fire. Let the world without go as it may; let kingdoms... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, Sir William Smith, Rowland Edmund Prothero Baron Ernle, George Walter Prothero - 1821 - 612 páginas
...taken from the beginning of the chapter on ' Stratford on Avon,' may serve to illustrate our meanmg. * To a homeless man, who has no spot on this wide world...travel, he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet into his slippers, and stretches himself before an inn fire. Let the world without go as it may; let kingdoms... | |
| Washington Irving - 1835 - 194 páginas
...by moonlight dance ronnd his green bed, For hallow'd the turf is which pillow'd his head. GIRRlCK. To a homeless man , who has no spot on this wide world...stretches himself before an inn fire. Let the world withont go as it may ; let kingdoms rise or fall , so long as he has the wherewithal to pay his bill... | |
| William Hone - 1835 - 924 páginas
...lays :— •< To a homeless man, who has :.o spot on this wide world which he can truly call his cwn, there is a momentary feeling of something like independence...territorial consequence, when, after a weary day's fravel, he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet into slippers, and stretches himself before an inn... | |
| William A. Brewer - 1836 - 198 páginas
...Crayon in early life, while he was performing a poetical pilgrimage at Stratford-on-Avon, that I am "a homeless man, who has no spot on this wide world which he can truly call his own." Nor can I say, with Burton, " I have no wife nor children, good or bad, to provide for. A mere spectator... | |
| William Hone - 1837 - 922 páginas
...: — •' To a homeless man, who has :.o spot on this wide world which he can truly call his cwn, there is a momentary feeling of something like independence...territorial consequence, when, after a weary day's fravel, he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet into slippers, and stretches himself before an inn... | |
| William Hone - 1838 - 890 páginas
...says :— •' To a homeless man, who has :.o spot on thii wide world which he can truly call his cwn, there is a momentary feeling of something like independence...territorial consequence, when, after a weary day's Crave), he kicks off his boots, thrusts his feet into slippers, and stretches himself before an inn... | |
| Washington Irving - 1843 - 390 páginas
...which jrillow'd hisliead. GAKRICK. To a homeless man , who has no spot on this wide world which he ean truly call his own, there is a momentary feeling of...consequence, when, after a weary day's travel, he kicks offhis boots, thrusts his feet into slippers, and stretches himself before an inn fire. Let the world... | |
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