 | George Farquhar - 1752 - Страниц: 102
...rattle a little.— Now you fhall fee ; but take this by the way, he came home this Morning at his ufua) Hour of Four, waken'd me out of a fweet Dream of fomething elfe, by tumbling over the Tea-Table, which he hroke all to pieces ; after his Man and he had roll'd about the Room, like fick Paflengers in a Storm,... | |
 | George Farquhar - 1772 - Страниц: 382
...mull wear Chains, 1 would have the Plealure of hearing 'em rattle a little — Now, you fhall lee ; but take this by the way, he came Home this Morning...which he broke all to Pieces; after his Man and he had rowl'd about the Room like fick Paffen§ers in a Storm, he com.es flounce into Bed, dead as a almon... | |
 | John Bell - 1776 - Страниц: 494
...by the way ; he came home this morning at his ufual hour of four, wakened me out of a fweet dream ot fomething elfe, by tumbling over the tea-table, which he broke all to pieces. After his man and he had rolled about the room, like fick paflengers in a llorm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a lalmon... | |
 | 1787 - Страниц: 530
...you fhall fee ; but take this by the way, he came home this morning at his ufual hour of four, waked me out of a fweet dream of fomething elfe, by tumbling...has rowl'd about the room like fick paflengers in a ftorm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a falmpn into a fifhmonger's bafket ; his feet cold as ice,... | |
 | John Bell - 1791 - Страниц: 356
...came home this morning at his usual hour of four, wakened me out of a sweet dream of something else, by tumbling over the tea-table, which he broke all to pieces. After his man and he had rolled about the room, like sick passengers in a storm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a salmon... | |
 | Mrs. Inchbald - 1808 - Страниц: 446
...came home this morning, at his usual hour of four, waked me out of a sweet dream of something else, by tumbling over the tea-table, which he broke all to pieces; after his man and he has rolled about the room like sick passengers in a storm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a salmon... | |
 | George Farquhar - 1808 - Страниц: 338
...came home this morning, at his usual hour of four, waked me out of a sweet dream of something else, by tumbling over the tea-table, which he broke all to pieces ; after his man and he has rolled about the room like sick passengers in a storm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a salmon... | |
 | British drama - 1811 - Страниц: 670
...came home this morning at his usual hour of four, wakened me out of a sweet dream of something else, by tumbling over the tea-table, which he broke all to pieces. After his man and he had rolled about the room, like sick passengers in a storm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a salmon... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1811 - Страниц: 666
...came home i !i> morning at his usual hour of four, wakened me out of a sweet dream of something else, te, I expect the young gentleman I have chosen to be your husband from town this v had rolled about the room, like sick passengers in a storm, he comes Bounce into bed, dead as a salmon... | |
 | Walter Scott - 1811 - Страниц: 666
...came home this morning at his usual hour of four, wakened me out of a sweet dream of something else, by tumbling over the tea-table, which he broke all to pieces. After his man and he had rolled about the ro%m, like sick passengers in a storm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a salmon... | |
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... about the room, like sick passengers in a storm, he comes flounce into bed, dead as a salmon into a fishmonger's basket; his feet cold as ice, his breath hot as a furnace, and his hands and his face as greasy as his flannel night-cap. 
