The English Humourists of the Eighteenth Century: A Series of Lectures, Delivered in England, Scotland, and the United States of AmericaSmith, Elder, 1853 - 322 Seiten |
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... pretty joke , as his way is , he argues it with perfect gravity and logic . He turns and twists this subject in a score of different ways : he hashes it ; and he serves it up cold ; and he garnishes it ; and relishes it always . He ...
... pretty joke , as his way is , he argues it with perfect gravity and logic . He turns and twists this subject in a score of different ways : he hashes it ; and he serves it up cold ; and he garnishes it ; and relishes it always . He ...
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... Pretty Stella ; Dear roguish , impudent , pretty M.D. ! " Every now and then he breaks into rhyme , as- " I wish you both a merry new year , Roast beef , minced - pies , and good strong beer , And me a share of your good cheer , That I ...
... Pretty Stella ; Dear roguish , impudent , pretty M.D. ! " Every now and then he breaks into rhyme , as- " I wish you both a merry new year , Roast beef , minced - pies , and good strong beer , And me a share of your good cheer , That I ...
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... pretty caresses - as he would to the sweet and artless creature who loved him . " Stay , " he writes one morning - it is the 14th of December , 1710- " Stay , I will answer some of your letter this morning in bed - let me see . Come and ...
... pretty caresses - as he would to the sweet and artless creature who loved him . " Stay , " he writes one morning - it is the 14th of December , 1710- " Stay , I will answer some of your letter this morning in bed - let me see . Come and ...
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... pretty often in Vanessa's parlour . He likes to be admired and adored . He finds Miss Van- homrigh to be a woman of great taste and spirit , and beauty and wit , and a fortune too . He sees her every day ; he does not tell Stella about ...
... pretty often in Vanessa's parlour . He likes to be admired and adored . He finds Miss Van- homrigh to be a woman of great taste and spirit , and beauty and wit , and a fortune too . He sees her every day ; he does not tell Stella about ...
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... pretty little pickings out of the public purse . ' The I The following is a conspectus of them : - ADDISON . - Commissioner of Appeals ; Under Secretary of State ; Secretary to the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland ; Keeper wits of whose names ...
... pretty little pickings out of the public purse . ' The I The following is a conspectus of them : - ADDISON . - Commissioner of Appeals ; Under Secretary of State ; Secretary to the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland ; Keeper wits of whose names ...
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Seite 34 - I have been assured by a very knowing American of my acquaintance in London that a young, healthy child well nursed is, at a year old, . a most delicious, nourishing, and wholesome food, whether stewed, roasted, baked, or boiled; and I make no doubt that it will equally serve in a fricassee or a ragout.
Seite 103 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth. Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Seite 147 - I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow: when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions and debates of mankind.
Seite 297 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Seite 104 - Mirth is short and transient, cheerfulness fixed and permanent. Those are often raised into the greatest transports of mirth, who are subject to the greatest depressions of melancholy; on the contrary, cheerfulness, though it does not give the mind such an exquisite gladness, prevents us from falling into any depths of sorrow. Mirth is like a flash of lightning, that breaks through a gloom of clouds, and glitters for a moment; cheerfulness keeps up a kind of day-light in the mind, and fills it with...
Seite 311 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Seite 312 - Amidst the swains to show my book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt and all I saw; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first she flew — I still had hopes — my long vexations past, Here to return, and die at home at last.
Seite 216 - She comes ! she comes ! the sable throne behold Of Night primeval, and of Chaos old ! Before her, Fancy's gilded clouds decay, And all its varying rainbows die away. Wit shoots in vain its momentary fires, The meteor drops, and in a flash expires. As one by one, at dread Medea's strain, The sickening stars fade off the ethereal plain ; As Argus
Seite 100 - I have observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, 'till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Seite 103 - What though, in solemn silence, all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ? What though no real voice nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found ? In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing, as they shine, " The Hand that made us is Divine.