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 | John Lawson Stoddard - 1910
...Toby had half finished the kind offers he was making to the father, had the son insensibly pressed up close to his knees, and had taken hold of the breast...film forsook his eyes for a moment ; — he looked up wishfully in my uncle Toby's face; — then cast a look upon his boy; — and that ligament, fine as... | |
 | Wilhelm Dibelius - 1910
...Lächerliche. Dann kommt ein Bild vom Abebben des Lebensstromes: The blood and spirits of Le Fever, which were waxing cold and slow within him and were...the film forsook his eyes for a moment; he looked up wishfully in my uncle Toby's face; then cast a look upon his boy; — and that ligament, fine as it... | |
 | Wilhelm Dibelius - 1910
...Abebben des Lebensstromes: The blood and spirits of Le Fever, which were waxing cold and slow mthin him and were retreating to their last citadel, the...the film forsook his eyes for a moment; he looked 278 Sternes Sentimentalität. Pathos und Familiarität. up wishfully in my uncle Toby's face; then... | |
 | William James Dawson, Coningsby Dawson - 1911
...Toby had half finished the kind offers he was making to the father, had the son insensibly pressed up close to his knees, and had taken hold of the breast...film forsook his eyes for a moment, — he looked up wishfully in my uncle Toby's face, — then cast a look upon his boy, and that ligament, fine as it... | |
 | Annette Brown Hopkins - 1915 - 794 ˹éÒ
...Toby had half finished the kind offers he was making to the father, had the son insensibly pressed up close to his knees, and had taken hold of the breast...pulling it towards him. The blood and spirits of Le Fever, which were waxing cold and slow within him, and were retreating to their last citadel, the heart... | |
 | Walter Bagehot - 1915
...Toby had half finished the kind offers he was making to the father, had the son insensibly pressed up close to his knees, and had taken hold of the breast...coat, and was pulling it towards him. The blood and spirit of Le Fevre, which were waxing cold and slow within him, and were retreating to their last citadel,... | |
 | 1922 - 368 ˹éÒ
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 | Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1925 - 1092 ˹éÒ
...hold of the breast of his coat, and was pulling it towards him. — The blood and spirits of Le Fever, which were waxing cold and slow within him, and were...film forsook his eyes for a moment, — he looked up wishfully in my uncle Toby's face, — then cast a look upon his boy, — and that ligament, fine as... | |
 | 1956
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