Quote#Friendship
At last the Ocean, that hospitable friend to the wretched, opened her…
Quote byHenry Fielding · 1707–1754
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The History of Tom Jones, a Foundling (1749), Book VII, Ch. 2.
English (original)
At last the Ocean, that hospitable friend to the wretched, opened her capacious arms to receive him.
— Henry Fielding
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