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" 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 London Magazine - Page 243
1822
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The every-day book, or, The guide to the year, Volume 2

William Hone - 1825 - 851 pages
...(in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it), he tasted— crackling I Again be felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so...the newborn pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole hnndt'uls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly...
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The Every Day Book: Or, A Guide to the Year: Describing the ..., Volume 1

William Hone - Calendars - 1826
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it), he tasted — crackling I Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn...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...
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The Every Day Book, Or, A Guide to the Year: Describing the ..., Volume 1

William Hone - Days - 1826
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it), he tasted — crackling! l f o$T \ m o o oqk nC] oE] ^ aandfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly...
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The Every-day Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements ...

William Hone - Calendars - 1868
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it), he tasted — crackling! Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn...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...
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Volume 1

William Hone - Days - 1830
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it), he tasted — crackling ! Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn...the newborn pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole handfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly...
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Essays of Elia

Charles Lamb - 1835 - 412 pages
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it) he tasted — crackling ! Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn...the new-born pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole hand fuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly...
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calandar of Popular ...

William Hone - Days - 1835
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it), he tasted — crackling ! Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn...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...
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The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature, Volume 3

English literature - 1835
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it) he tasted — crackling ! Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn...the new-born pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole handfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly...
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The Republic of Letters: A Weekly Republication of Standard Literature, Volume 3

1835
...no man had known it) be tasted — crackling ! Again he felt and 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, that it was the pig that smelt so, and...
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The Prose Works of Charles Lamb: Elia. First series

Charles Lamb - English literature - 1836
...his life (in the world's life indeed, for before him no man had known it) he tasted— crackling ! Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn...the new-born pleasure, he fell to tearing up whole handfuls of the scorched skin with the flesh next it, and was cramming it down his throat in his beastly...
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