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" Go,' says he one day at dinner to an overgrown one which had buzzed about his nose and tormented him cruelly all dinner time, and which, after infinite attempts he had caught at last, as it flew by him ; — 'I'll not hurt thee,' says my Uncle Toby, rising... "
The Works of Laurence Sterne ...: With a Life of the Author - 99. oldal
szerző: Laurence Sterne - 1813
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The Beauties of Sterne: Including All His Pathetic Tales, and Most ...

Laurence Sterne - 1784 - 292 oldal
...it flew by him ; — -111 not hurt thee, fays my uncle Tobyt rifing from his chair, and going acrofs the room, with the fly in his hand, — I'll not hurt a hair of thy head : — Go, fays he, lifting up the fafti, and opening his hand as he fpoke, to let it efcape ; — go, poor devil...

Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Passages in Prose, Selected ...

Vicesimus Knox - 1797 - 516 oldal
...it flew by him ;— I'll not hurt thce, fays my uncle Toby, riiing from his chair, and going acrofs the room, with the fly in his hand. — I'll not hurt a hair of thy head : — Go, fays he, lifting up the fafh, and opening his hand as he (poke, to let itefcape; — go poor devil,—...

Elegant Extracts: Or, Useful and Entertaining Passages in Prose ..., 2. kötet

1797 - 522 oldal
...it flew by him ;— I'll not hurt t'nce, fays my uncle Toby, rifing from his chair, and going acrofs the room, with the fly in his hand.— I'll not hurt a hair of thy head: — Go, fays he, lifting up the fafli, and opening his hand as he fpoke, to let itefcape; — go poor devil,...

The School of Wisdom

1803 - 250 oldal
...it flew by him ;—I'll not faurt thee, fays my uncle Toby, rifing from his chair, and going acrofs the room, with the fly in his hand,— I'll not hurt a hair of thy head :—Go, fays he, lifting up the fafh, and opening his hand as he fpoke, to let it efcape ;—go, poor devil,...

The Works of Laurence Sterne ...

Laurence Sterne - 1803 - 540 oldal
...it flew by him ; — I'll not hurt thee, lay* my uncle Tobv, riling from his chair, and going acrofs the room, with the fly in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head : — Go, fays he, lifting up the fafh, and opening his band as he fpoke, to let it efcape; — go, poor devil,...

The Works of Laurence Sterne, A. M.: Some account of the life and writings ...

Laurence Sterne - 1804 - 374 oldal
...and which, after infinite attempts, he had caught Lit last, as.it flew by him ; I'll not hurt thee, says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going across the room, with thefiy in his hand, I'll not hurt a hair of thy head :....Go, says he, lifting up the'sash, and opening...

Elegant extracts: a copious selection of passages from the most ..., 2. kötet

Elegant extracts - 1812 - 310 oldal
...which, after infinite attempts, he had caught at last, as it flew by him : — 'I'll not hurt thee,' says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going...hurt a hair of thy head : — Go,' says he, lifting lip the sash, ami opening his hand as he spoko, to vol. u. M, let it escape ; — ' go, poor devil,...

The Reader: Containing I. The Art of Delivery ... a Selection of Lessons in ...

Abner Alden - 1814 - 222 oldal
...which, after infinite attempts, he had caught at last as it flew by him — I'll not hurt thee — says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going...his hand as he spoke to let it escape — go, poor insect, get thee gone ; why should I hurt thee ? — This world is surely wide enough to hold both...

Lessons in Elocution, Or, A Selection of Pieces in Prose and Verse: For the ...

William Scott - 1814 - 424 oldal
...which, after infinite attempts, he had caught at last as it flew by him — I'll not hurt thee — says my uncle Toby, rising from his chair, and going...Go, says he, lifting up the sash, and opening his ivand as he spoke, to let it escape — go* poor livvii ; get tut-e gone ; Why should I hurt thee J—...

The Works of Laurence Sterne, A. M.: To which is Prefixed, Some ..., 1. kötet

Laurence Sterne - 1816 - 304 oldal
...flew hy him {—I'll not hurt thee, says my uriele Tohy, rising from his ehair, and going •eroas the room, with the fly in his hand,— I'll not hurt...sash, and opening his hand as he spoke, to let it rseape ;— go, poor devil, get thee gone, why should I hurt thee ?—This world surely is wide enough...




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