 My father, my husband, and myself, sat down to a frugal neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations of gladness from Mr Siddons. My father enjoyed his refreshments ; but occasionally stopped short, and, laying down his knife and fork,...  The Gentleman's Magazine - Сторінка 3401834Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | 1834 - 918 стор.
...admit of words, or even tears. My father, my hushand, and myself, sat down to a frugal neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations...fork, lifting up his venerable face, and throwing hack his silver hair, gave way to tears of happiness. We soon parted for the night; and I, worn out... | |
 | 1834 - 614 стор.
...nature to admit of words, or even tears. My father, my husband, and myself, ut down to a frugal supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations of gladness from Mr. Siddons. My father enjoypd his refreshments ; but occasionally «topped short, and, laying down his knife and fork, lifting... | |
 | 1834 - 772 стор.
...with continually broken rest, and laborious exertion, after an hour's retrospection (who can conceive the intenseness of that reverie ?) fell into a sweet...and feeling of the above passage has much delighted us ; the calm quiet dignity of Mrs. Siddons'g joy, is all her own. About this time she sate for her... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1834 - 358 стор.
...admit of words, or even tears. My father, my husband, and myself sat down to a frugal neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations...to tears of happiness. We soon parted for the night ; and I, worn out with continually broken rest and laborious exertion, after an hour's retrospection,... | |
 | 1834 - 896 стор.
...admit of words, or even tears. My father, my husband, and myself, sat down to a frugal neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations...tears of happiness. We soon parted for the night; and I, worn out with continually broken rest and laborious exertion, after an hour's retrospection,... | |
 | 1834 - 730 стор.
...nature to admit of words, or even tears. My father, my husband, and myself, sat down to a frugal supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations...venerable face, and throwing back his silver hair, gave many tokens of happiness. We soon parted for the night, and I, worn out with continually broken rest... | |
 | 1834 - 508 стор.
...frugal, neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations of gladness from Mr. Siddous. My father enjoyed his refreshments ; but occasionally...to tears of happiness. We soon parted for the night j and I, worn out with continually broken rest and laborious exertion, after an hour's retrospection,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1834 - 280 стор.
...admit of words, or even tears. My father, my husband, and myself sat down to a frugal neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations...and, laying down his knife and fork, lifting up his venerahje face, and throwing back his silver hair, gave way to tears of happiness. We soon parted for... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 972 стор.
...admit of words, or even tears. My father, my husband, and myself sat down to a frugal neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations...stopped short, and, laying down his knife and fork, lifted up his venerable face, and throwing back his silver hair, gave way to tears of happiness. We... | |
 | Englishmen - 1837 - 286 стор.
...admit of words, or even tears. My father, my husband, and myself, sat down to a frugal neat supper, in a silence uninterrupted, except by exclamations...tears of happiness. We soon parted for the night; and I, worn out with continually broken rest and laborious exertion, after an hour's retrospection,... | |
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