1 There is something at work in my soul which I do not understand.
2 I could only think of the bourne of my travels and the work which was to occupy me whilst they endured.
3 He had chosen this work, he said, because the declamatory style was framed in imitation of the Eastern authors.
4 Having parted from my friend, I determined to visit some remote spot of Scotland and finish my work in solitude.
5 Day after day, week after week, passed away on my return to Geneva; and I could not collect the courage to recommence my work.
6 It was a place fitted for such a work, being hardly more than a rock whose high sides were continually beaten upon by the waves.
7 She procured plain work; she plaited straw and by various means contrived to earn a pittance scarcely sufficient to support life.
8 She afterwards continued her work, whilst the young man went into the garden and appeared busily employed in digging and pulling up roots.
9 The leaves of that year had withered before my work drew near to a close, and now every day showed me more plainly how well I had succeeded.
10 You minutely described in these papers every step you took in the progress of your work; this history was mingled with accounts of domestic occurrences.
11 Sometimes I could not prevail on myself to enter my laboratory for several days, and at other times I toiled day and night in order to complete my work.
12 Although I possessed the capacity of bestowing animation, yet to prepare a frame for the reception of it, with all its intricacies of fibres, muscles, and veins, still remained a work of inconceivable difficulty and labour.
13 Through this work I obtained a cursory knowledge of history and a view of the several empires at present existing in the world; it gave me an insight into the manners, governments, and religions of the different nations of the earth.
14 The dissecting room and the slaughter-house furnished many of my materials; and often did my human nature turn with loathing from my occupation, whilst, still urged on by an eagerness which perpetually increased, I brought my work near to a conclusion.
15 He played a sweet mournful air which I perceived drew tears from the eyes of his amiable companion, of which the old man took no notice, until she sobbed audibly; he then pronounced a few sounds, and the fair creature, leaving her work, knelt at his feet.
16 The next morning Felix went out to his work, and after the usual occupations of Agatha were finished, the Arabian sat at the feet of the old man, and taking his guitar, played some airs so entrancingly beautiful that they at once drew tears of sorrow and delight from my eyes.
17 I prepared myself for a multitude of reverses; my operations might be incessantly baffled, and at last my work be imperfect, yet when I considered the improvement which every day takes place in science and mechanics, I was encouraged to hope my present attempts would at least lay the foundations of future success.
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