 | Daniel Defoe - 1790 - 306 páginas
...eight, fome gold and fome filver. I fmiled to myfelf at the fight of this money. O drug ! faid I aloud, what art thou good for? Thou art not worth to me, no, not the taking off the ground ; one of thofe knives is worth all this heap ; I have no manner of ufe for thee ; e'en remain where thou art,... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1790 - 434 páginas
...eight, fome gold, fome filver. I fmiled to myfelf at the fight of this money. O Drug ! faid I, aloud, what art thou good for ? thou art not worth to me, no not the taking off of the ground ; one of thofe knives is worth all this heap ; I have no manner of ufe for thee, even... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1790 - 980 páginas
...eight, fome gold, fome filver. I fmiled to myfelf at the fight of this money. O Drug ! faid I, aloud, what art thou good for ? thou art not worth to me, no not the taking off of the ground : one of thofe knives is worth all this heap : I have no manner of ufe for thee, even... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1805 - 306 páginas
...fome gold, and forne filver. 1 l'miled to myfelf at the fight of this money. Oh tlrug ! faid I aloud, what art thou good for ? Thou art not worth to me, no, not the taking off the ground ; one of thofe knives is worth all this heap ; I have no manner of ufe for thee ; e'en remain where thou art,... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1810 - 348 páginas
...gold, some silver. I smiled to myself at the sight of this money. — " O drug !" said I, aloud, " what art thou good for ? thou art not worth to me, no not the taking off of the ground ; one of those knives is worth all this heap ; I have no manner of use for thee ; even... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1815 - 602 páginas
...О <!rug ! I exclaimed, what art thou good for ? Tliou art not worth to me, no, not tlic taking oflf the ground ; one of those knives is worth all this...manner of use for thee; e'en remain where thou art, nnd со to the bottom, ns a thing not worth saving. However, upon second thoughts, I took it away,... | |
 | 1820 - 368 páginas
...eight, some gold, and some silver. I smiled to myself at the sight of this money: 0 drug! said I aloud, what art thou good for? Thou art not worth to me, no, not the taking off G 2 But I was got home to my little tent, where I lay, with all my wealth about me very secure. It... | |
 | Daniel Defoe, Henry Stebbing - 1838 - 562 páginas
...some gold, some silver. I smiled to myself at the sight of this money. " O drug !" said I, aloud, " what art thou good for ? Thou art not worth to me,...worth all this heap. I have no manner of use for thee : even remain where thou art, and go to the bottom as a creature whose life is not worth saving!" However,... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1840 - 1024 páginas
...gold, and some silver. I smiled to myself at the sight of this money ; О drug I" said 1 aloud, '• what art thou good for? Thou art not worth to me, no, not the taking off of the ground ; one of these kni ves is worth all thii heap ; I have no manner of use for thee ; e'en... | |
 | Daniel Defoe - 1840 - 416 páginas
...gold, some silver. I smiled to myself at the sight of this money. — " 0 drug !" said I, aloud, " what art thou good for ? thou art not worth to me, no not the taking off of the ground ; one of those knives is worth all this heap ; I have no manner of use for thee ; even... | |
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what art thou good for? Thou art not worth to me, no, not the taking off of the ground. One of those knives is worth all this heap. I have no manner of use for thee. E'en remain where thou art and go to the bottom as a creature whose life is not worth... 
