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" I sat down on a bank, such as a writer of Romance might have delighted to feign. I had indeed no trees to whisper over my head, but a clear rivulet streamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. "
The British Tourist's, Or, Traveller's Pocket Companion, Through England ... - Σελίδα 36
των William Fordyce Mavor - 1809
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A Journey to the Western Islands of Scotland, Τόμοι 1-2

Samuel Johnson - 1775 - 280 σελίδες
...wiliingly difinounted and diverted ourfelves as the place gave us opportunity. I fat down on a bank, fuch as a writer of Romance might have delighted to feign. I had indeed no trees to whifper over my head, but a clear rivulet ftreamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air Toft, and...

The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature, Τόμος 39

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...willingly difmounted and diverted ourfelves as the place gave us opportunity. ' I fat down on a bank, fuch as a writer of romance might have delighted to feign I had indeed no trees to whifperover my head, but a clear rivulet ftreamed at my feet. The day was calm, the atr-ibft, and all...

The Monthly Review, Or, Literary Journal, Τόμος 52

Ralph Griffiths, G. E. Griffiths - 1775 - 664 σελίδες
...diftnounted; and diverted ourfelves as the place gave us opportunity. • I fat down on a bank, fuch as a writer of Romance might have delighted to feign. I had indeed no iru .. to.whifper over my head, but a clear rivulet itreamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air...

The Journal of a Tour to the Hebrides, with Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

James Boswell - 1785 - 548 σελίδες
...Johnfon, in his 'Journey, thus beautifully defcribes his Gtuation here:—" I fat down on a bank, fuch as a writer of romance might have delighted to feign. I had, indeed, no trees lo whifper over my head ; but a clear rivulet ftreamed at to Auchnafheal, a kind of rural village,...

Boswell's Life of Johnson: Tour to the Hebrides (1773) and Journey into ...

James Boswell - 1786 - 552 σελίδες
...chocolate, and in ' Dr. Johnson, in his Journey, thus beautifully describes his situation here : — ' I sat down on a bank, such as a writer of romance...my head ; but a clear rivulet streamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. Before me, and on either...

The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL. D.: Political tracts. Political essays ...

Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 550 σελίδες
...ourfelves as the place gave us opportunity. I fat WESTERN ISLANDS, &c. 361 I (at down on a bank, fuch as a writer of romance might have delighted to feign. I had indeed no trees to whifper over my head, but a clear rivulet ftreamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air foft, and...

Political tracts. Political essays. Miscellaneous essays. A journey to the ...

Samuel Johnson, John Hawkins - 1787 - 546 σελίδες
...willingly difmounted and diverted ourfelves as the place gave us opportunity. I fat down on a bank, fuch as a writer of romance might have delighted to feign. I had indeed no trees to whifper over my head, but a clear rivulet ftreamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air foft, and...

A Journey to the Western Islands of Scotland

Samuel Johnson - 1800 - 302 σελίδες
...reasonable and the argument cogent. We therefore willingly dismounted and diverted ourselves as the place gave us opportunity* I sat down on a bank, such...my head, but a clear rivulet streamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air soft, and all was rudenesSj silence* and solitude. Before me, and on either...

The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

Samuel Johnson - 1801 - 424 σελίδες
...willingly difmount. ed, and diverted ourfelves as the place gave us opportunity. 1 fat down on a bank, fuch as a writer of romance might have delighted to feign. I had indeed no trees to whifper over my head, but a clear rivulet ftreamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air was foft,...

The Works of Samuel Johnson, LL.D.

Samuel Johnson - 1801 - 432 σελίδες
...diverted ourfelves as the place gave us op^ portunity. -...•.- ,...,,vi I fit I fat down on a bank, fuch as a writer of romance might have delighted to feign. I had indeed no trees to whifper over my head, but a clear rivulet ftreamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air was foft,...




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