 | Robert John Thornton - 1799 - 560 str.
...fticks in his hand, and with a rufty nail he was etching another day of mifery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopelefs eye towards the door, then caft it down — fhook his head, and went on with his work of affliftion.... | |
 | English instructor - 1801 - 272 str.
...sticks in his hand , and with a rusty nail he was etching another day of misery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had , he lifted...little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter into his soul — I burst into tears — I could not sustain the picture of... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1802 - 284 str.
...sticks in his hand, and with a rusty nail he was etching another day of misery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up...little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter into his soul — I burst into tears— I could not sustain the picture of... | |
 | Dugald Stewart - 1802 - 610 str.
...flicks in his hand ** and with a rufty nail he was etching another day of ** mifery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little ** light he had, he lifted up a hopelefs eye_towards " the door, then caft it 'dov.'n — ,hook his head, and " went on with his work... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1803 - 296 str.
...darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopelefs eye towards the door, then caft it down fhook his head, and went on with his work of affliction....his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little ftick upon the bundle He gave a deep figh I faw the iron enter into his foul — I burft into tears... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1803 - 332 str.
...has twice bruised thee can only " bind them up for ever." Again, in his description of a captive. " As I darkened the little light he " had, he lifted up a hopeless eye toward the door, " then cast it down, shook his head, and went on " with his work of affliction. I... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1803 - 502 str.
...fticks in his hand, and with a rufty nail he was etching another day of mifcry to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopelefs eye towards the door, then caft it down fhook his head, and went on with his work of afffiction.... | |
 | William Enfield - 1804 - 418 str.
...sticks in his hand , and with arnsty nail he was etching another day of mi»ery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had*, he lifted...and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his cfiains upon his legs , as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the bundle — He gave a... | |
 | Sydney Melmoth - 1805 - 368 str.
...sticks in his hand, and with a rusty nail he was etching another day of misery to add to the heap. As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up...little stick upon the bundle — He gave a deep sigh — I saw the iron enter his soul — I burst into tears — I could not sustain the picture of confinement... | |
 | Laurence Sterne - 1805 - 430 str.
...sticks in his hand, and with a rusty nail he was etching another day of misery to add to the heap. As J darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless...down shook his head, and went on with his work of affli6\ion. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the... | |
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As I darkened the little light he had, he lifted up a hopeless eye towards the door, then cast it down — shook his head, and went on with his work of affliction. I heard his chains upon his legs, as he turned his body to lay his little stick upon the... 
