The Letters of Horace Walpole, Earl of Orford, Band 2

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To Mann June 4 Anecdotes of Pope Bolingbroke and Atterbury
164
To Montagu July 20 ExcursionLayer Marney Messing Witham
172
To Montagu Aug 26 Expedition to Arundel CastlePetworthCowdry
178
To Maun Oct 27 Dodington first minister at Carlton House Lady
184
To the same Jan 31 Numerous robberiesSecession on the Mutiny bill
190
To the same March 11 The earthquakesMiddlesex electionStory
198
LETTER PAGE
205
To the same March 28 The rebels out of spiritsLady WalpolePeggy
211
To Mann June 6 Marriage of the Princess Mary to the Prince of Hesse
217
To Montagu June 24 Ministerial changesArrival of rebel prisoners
221
To Montagu Aug 2 Trials of the rebel LordsAnecdotes
227
To the same Sept 15 Lady Orford and Mr Shirley
233
To Mann Nov 4 Ministerial changes Lord Chesterfield accepts the seals
239
To the same April 10 Account of Lord Lovats executionThe Inde
246
To the same April 22 Dodingtons project of a ministry upset by the death
248
To Mann June 26 Election tumults Sir Jacob Bouveries peerageThe
252
To Montagu May 30 Lady Orford and Mr Shirley married
255
To Mann Oct 2 Capture of BergenopZoomCharacter of Mr Chute
258
To the same July 16 Mr Conways intended visit to Florence
261
To Mann March 11 Prevalence of miliary feverDeath of the Marquis
264
To Montagu May 18 Lord Ansons marriage with Lady Elizabeth Yorke
266
To Montagu Oct 8 Description of Woburn
267
LETTER
269
To Montagu Jan 9 The St Jamess Evening Post parodied
275
To Montagu Oct 20 133
280
To Conway May 5 Mr Conways infant daughter
282

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Seite 86 - Two delightful roads, that you would call dusty, supply me continually with coaches and chaises: barges as solemn as Barons of the Exchequer move under my window: Richmond Hill and Ham Walks bound my prospect; but thank God! the Thames is between me and the Duchess of Queensberry. Dowagers as plenty as flounders inhabit all around, and Pope's ghost is just now skimming under my window by a most poetical moonlight.
Seite 182 - When thou buildest a new house, then thou shalt make a battlement for thy roof, that thou bring not blood upon thine house, if any man fall from thence.
Seite 247 - Had it been his brother, Still better than another. Had it been his sister, No one would have missed her. ' ;' Had it been the whole generation, , , . Still better for the nation. But since 'tis only Fred, Who was alive, and is dead, There's no more to be said.
Seite 491 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Seite 486 - the latter, a gentle, feeble, languid stream, languid but not deep ; the other, a boisterous and overbearing torrent : but they join at last ; and long...
Seite 228 - ... (To live and die is all I have to do:) Maintain a poet's dignity and ease, And see what friends, and read what books I please: Above a patron, though I condescend Sometimes to call a minister my friend.
Seite 201 - Judgments; and the clergy, who have had no windfalls of a long season, have driven horse and foot into this opinion. There has been a shower of sermons and exhortations: Seeker, the Jesuitical Bishop of Oxford, began the mode. He heard the women were all going out of town to avoid the next shock; and so, for fear of losing his Easter offerings, he set himself to advise them to await God's good pleasure in fear and trembling.
Seite 54 - If I had a thousand lives, I would lay them all down here in the same cause.
Seite 128 - The doctor was in bed, and swore he would not get up to marry the King, but that he had a brother over the way who perhaps would, and who did. The mother borrowed a pair of sheets, and they consummated at her house; and the next day they went to their own palace.
Seite 211 - These two damsels were trusted by their mother, for the first time of their lives, to the matronly care of Lady Caroline. As we sailed up the Mall with all our colours flying, Lord Petersham, with his hose and legs twisted to every point of crossness, strode by us on the outside, and repassed again on the return. At the end of the Mall she called to him ; he would not answer: she gave a familiar spring, and, between laugh and confusion, ran up to him, ' My Lord, my Lord ! why, you don't see us...

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