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W. Griffin in Fetter Lane, 1765 - 236 من الصفحات

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الصفحة 92 - We passed through many dark alleys and winding ways; for, from some motives to me unknown, he seemed to have a particular aversion to every frequented street...
الصفحة 215 - While the slightest inconveniences of the great are magnified into calamities ; while tragedy mouths out their sufferings in all the strains of...
الصفحة 76 - We were to drag up oceans of gold from the bottom of the sea ; we were to supply all Europe with herrings upon our own terms. At present we hear no more of all this. We have fished up very little gold that I can learn ; nor do we furnish the world with herrings as was expected.
الصفحة 219 - I was very happy in this manner for some time, till one evening, coming home from work, two men knocked me down, and then desired me to stand. They belonged to a press-gang...
الصفحة 219 - I had my belly full to eat and drink, and did no work at all. This kind of life was too good to last for ever; so I was taken out of prison, after five months, put on board a ship, and sent off, with two hundred more, to the plantations.
الصفحة 223 - I was once more in the power of the French, and I believe it would have gone hard with me had I been brought back to Brest : but, by good fortune we were retaken by the Viper.
الصفحة 114 - The old man's passion for confinement is similar to that we all have for life. We are habituated to the prison ; we look round with discontent, are displeased with the abode, and yet the length of our captivity only increases our fondness for the cell. The trees we have planted, the houses we...
الصفحة 220 - French in six pitched battles ; and I verily believe that, if I could read or write, our captain would have made me a corporal. But it was not my good fortune to have any promotion, for I soon fell sick, and so got leave to return home again with forty pounds in my pocket.
الصفحة 222 - Frenchmen : we had no arms ; but one Englishman is able to beat five French at any time : so we went down to the door, where both the sentries were posted, and rushing upon them, seized their arms in a moment, and knocked them down. From thence, nine of us ran together to the quay...
الصفحة 71 - ... station long, for the mob are ever pleased with variety. I must own I have such an indifferent opinion of the vulgar, that I am ever led to suspect that merit which raises their shout; at least I am certain to find those great and sometimes good men, who find...

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