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Chargement... A Sentimental Journey Through France and Italy; Pride and Prejudice (1768)par Laurence Sterne
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: THE MONK Calais ? f IS very true, said I, replying to a cast upwards . 1 with his eyes, with which he had concluded his -- address?'t is very true?and heaven be their, resource who have no other but the charity of the world, the stock of which, I fear, is no way sufficient for the many great elaims which are hourly made upon it. As I pronounced the words great elaims, he gave a slight glance with his eye downwards upon the sleeve of his tunic. ?I felt the full force of the appeal.?I acknowledge it, said I?a coarse habit, and that but once in three years, with meager diet?are no great matters; and the true point of pity is, as they can be earn'd in the world with so little industry, that your order should wish to procure them by pressing upon a fund which is the property of the lame, the blind, the aged, and the infirm?the captive who lies down counting over and over again the days of his afflictions, languishes also for his share of it; and had you been of the order of mercy, instead of the order of St. Francis, poor as I am, continued I, pointing at my portmanteau, full cheerfully should it have been open'd to you, for the ransom of the unfortunate.?The monk made me a bow.?But of all others, resum'd I, the unfortunate of our own country, surely, have the first rights; and I have left thousands in distress upon our own shore.?The monk gave a cordial wave with his head?as much as to say, No doubt, there is misery enough in every corner of the world, as well as within our convent.?But we distinguish, said I, laying my hand upon the sleeve of his tunic, in return for his appeal?we distinguish, my good father betwixt those who wish only to eat the bread of their own labor?and those who eat the bread of other people's, and have no other plan in life but to get through it in sl... Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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