 | 1823 - 782 trang
...become so pitifully small ! I had to cross, in my postchaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagihot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hungry...beautiful and fertile vale of Farnham. My heart fluttered with impatience, mixed with a son of fear, to see all the scenes of my childhood ; for I had learnt... | |
 | William Cobbett - 1818 - 628 trang
...Every thing was become so pitifully small! I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill,...beautiful and fertile vale of Farnham. My heart fluttered with impatience, mixed with a sort of fear, to see all the scenes of my childhood ; for I had learnt... | |
 | William Cobbett - 1819 - 630 trang
...small! I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at 11.'--.;:' the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hungry Hill;...beautiful and fertile vale of Farnham. My heart fluttered with im, I f patience mixed with a sort of fear, to see all the scenes of my childhood ; for I- had... | |
 | William Cobbett - 1819 - 154 trang
...thing was become so pitifully small! I --. badte cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hun. gry-hill ; and from that hill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale... | |
 | William Cobbett - 1822 - 384 trang
...Every thing was become so pitifully small! I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill,...beautiful and fertile vale of Farnham. My heart fluttered with impatience, mixed with• a sort of iear, to see all the scenes of my childhood ; for I had learnt... | |
 | 1823 - 858 trang
...Everything was become so pitifully small ! I had to cross, in my postchaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill,...beautiful and fertile vale of Farnham. My heart fluttered with impatience, mixed with a sort of fear, to see all the scenes of my childhood ; for I had learnt... | |
 | 1823 - 772 trang
...Everything was become so pitifully mini/ ! I had to cross, in my postchaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hungry Hill 4. and from that bill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale of Farnhani.... | |
 | 1832 - 952 trang
...so pitifully «mall. I had to cross ¡L my poet-chaise the long and dreary heath of Bagshot ; 'I'ri at the end of it to mount a hill called Hungry Hill; i"d frmn that hill I knew I could look down into the beau'.-.nil and fertile та!« of Farnham. My... | |
 | William Cobbett - 1835 - 230 trang
...Every thing was become so pitifully small! I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hungary -hill; and from that hill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale... | |
 | William Cobbett - 1835 - 524 trang
...thing was become so pitifully small ! I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hungary -hill ; and from that hill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale... | |
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But when, in about a month after my arrival in London, I went to Farnham, the place of my birth, what was my surprise ! Everything was become so pitifully small ! I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary heath of Bagshot. Then, at the end... 
