 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. Before...  The British Critic: A New Review - Стр. 1051821Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
 | James Boswell - 1786 - Страниц: 552
...— ' 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...either side, were high hills, which, by hindering the eye from ranging, forced the mind to find entertainment for itself. Whether I spent the hour well,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson - 1800 - Страниц: 302
...opportunity* 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...feet. The day was calm, the air soft, and all was rudenesSj silence* and solitude. Before me, and on either side, were high hilis, which, by hindering... | |
 | Philip Bracebridge Homer - 1804 - Страниц: 230
...opportunity. 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 was soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. Before me, and on either side, were high hills,... | |
 | Samuel Johnson, Arthur Murphy - 1806 - Страниц: 360
...opportunity. I sat down on a bank, such as a writer of romance might have delighted to feign. I had inindeed no trees to whisper over my head, but a clear rivulet streamed at my feet. The day was calm, the air was soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. Before me, and on either side, were high hills,... | |
 | James Boswell - 1807 - Страниц: 496
...: " 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...either side, were high hills, which, by hindering the eye from ranging, forced the mind to find entertainment for itself. Whether I spent the hour well,... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1809 - Страниц: 520
...opportunity. "1 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 was soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. Before me, and on either side, were high hills,... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1809 - Страниц: 524
...opportunity. " 1 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 was soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. Before me, and on either side, were high hills,... | |
 | Nathan Drake - 1809 - Страниц: 530
...opportunity. " 1 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 was soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. Before me, and on either side, were high hills,... | |
 | William Fordyce Mavor - 1809 - Страниц: 378
...opportunity. 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. Ihe day was calm, the air soft, and all was rudeness, silence, and solitude. Before me,- and on cither... | |
 | James Boswell - 1810 - Страниц: 438
...— " I sat down onabank, 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...either side, were high hills, which, by hindering the eye from ranging, forced the mind to find entertainment for itself. Whether I spent the hour well,... | |
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