 Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding that it was the pig that smelt so, and the pig that tasted so delicious...  The Essays of Elia - Sivu 165tekijä(t) Charles Lamb - 1890 - 424 sivuaKoko teos - Tietoja tästä kirjasta
 | 1822 - 694 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow...the new-born pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole haudfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly... | |
 | William Hone - 1825 - 842 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort sset had two men, one to beare or hold it, another...(besides that every one had a strawen hat, with a hnndt'uls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 892 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow...the newborn pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole hand fuis of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly... | |
 | William Hone - 1826 - 882 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort k k kXiYi p R 3 aandfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly... | |
 | William Hone - 1868 - 846 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow...the newborn pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole aandfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly... | |
 | William Hone - 1830 - 878 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow...cramming it down his throat in his beastly fashion, when his sire entered amid the smoking rafters, armed with a retributory cudgel, and finding how affairs... | |
 | 1835 - 432 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow...cramming it down his throat in his beastly fashion, when his sire entered amid the smoking rafters, armed with retributory cudgel, and finding how affairs stood,... | |
 | William Hone - 1835 - 876 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow...the newborn pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole handmls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly... | |
 | 1835 - 430 sivua
...fumbled at the pig. It did not bum him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of hahit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding,...so delicious ; and, surrendering himself up to the new-bom pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole handfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1836 - 362 sivua
...felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now, still he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow...cramming it down his throat in his beastly fashion, when his sire entered amid the smoking rafters, armed with retributory cudgel, and finding how affairs stood,... | |
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