The Vicar of Wakefield: A Tale. : In Two VolumesHarrison and Company, 1780 - 90 pages |
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... poor . We had no revolutions to fear , nor fatigues to undergo ; all our adven- tures were by the fire - fide , and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown . As we lived near the road , we often had the traveller or stranger ...
... poor . We had no revolutions to fear , nor fatigues to undergo ; all our adven- tures were by the fire - fide , and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown . As we lived near the road , we often had the traveller or stranger ...
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... poor dependant out of doors . Thus we lived several years in a state of much happiness , not but that we fometimes had thofe little rubs which Providence fends to enhance the value of it's favours . My orchard was often robbed by school ...
... poor dependant out of doors . Thus we lived several years in a state of much happiness , not but that we fometimes had thofe little rubs which Providence fends to enhance the value of it's favours . My orchard was often robbed by school ...
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... poor , my fondlings , ✰ and wifdom bids us conform to our humble fituation . Let us then , with- < out repining , give up those splendours with which numbers are wretched , and feek in humbler circumstances that peace with which all ...
... poor , my fondlings , ✰ and wifdom bids us conform to our humble fituation . Let us then , with- < out repining , give up those splendours with which numbers are wretched , and feek in humbler circumstances that peace with which all ...
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... poor ; and though he talked like a man of fenfe , his actions were thofe of a fool . Still , however , being fur- rounded with importunity , and no longer able to fatisfy every requeft that was made him , inftead of money he gave ...
... poor ; and though he talked like a man of fenfe , his actions were thofe of a fool . Still , however , being fur- rounded with importunity , and no longer able to fatisfy every requeft that was made him , inftead of money he gave ...
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... poor's box . When Sunday came , it was indeed a day of finery , which all my fump- tuary edicts could not reftrain . How well foever I fancied my lectures against pride had conquered the vanity of my daughters ; yet I ftill found them ...
... poor's box . When Sunday came , it was indeed a day of finery , which all my fump- tuary edicts could not reftrain . How well foever I fancied my lectures against pride had conquered the vanity of my daughters ; yet I ftill found them ...
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Page 19 - No flocks that range the valley free, To slaughter I condemn: Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them : "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego ; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Page 19 - The crackling faggot flies. But nothing could a charm impart To soothe the stranger's woe; For grief was heavy at his heart, And tears began to flow. His rising cares the Hermit spied, With answering care opprest : " And whence, unhappy youth," he cried, " The sorrows of thy breast ? " From better habitations spurn'd, Reluctant dost thou rove?
Page 28 - Welcome, welcome, Moses; well, my boy, what have you brought us from the fair?' 'I have brought you myself,' cried Moses, with a sly look, and resting the box on the dresser.
Page 28 - I have brought back no money," cried Moses again. "I have laid it all out in a bargain, and here it is," pulling out a bundle from his breast ; "here they are : a gross of green spectacles with silver rims and shagreen cases.
Page 28 - Never mind our son," cried my wife; " depend upon it he knows what he is about. I'll warrant we'll never see him sell his hen of a rainy day.