Essay on Irish bulls, by R. L. and M. EdgeworthJ. Johnson, 1808 - 280 Seiten |
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... same class of blunders is . the following speech , which we actually heard not long ago from an Irishman : - * Please your worship he sent me to the devil , and I came straight to your honour 14 IRISH BULLS EXAMINED .
... same class of blunders is . the following speech , which we actually heard not long ago from an Irishman : - * Please your worship he sent me to the devil , and I came straight to your honour 14 IRISH BULLS EXAMINED .
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Richard Lovell Edgeworth. the devil , and I came straight to your honour . " We thought this an original irish blunder , till we recollected it's proto- type in Marmontel's Annette and Lubin . Lubin concludes his harangue with , The ...
Richard Lovell Edgeworth. the devil , and I came straight to your honour . " We thought this an original irish blunder , till we recollected it's proto- type in Marmontel's Annette and Lubin . Lubin concludes his harangue with , The ...
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... honour to be noticed all over England as a bull . The honour to be noticed wè say , in imitation of the exquisitely polite ex- pression of a correspondent of the English Royal Society , who talks of " the earth- quake C5 IRISH ...
... honour to be noticed all over England as a bull . The honour to be noticed wè say , in imitation of the exquisitely polite ex- pression of a correspondent of the English Royal Society , who talks of " the earth- quake C5 IRISH ...
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... honour to be noticed by the Royal Society . " It will we fear be long before the Irish emerge so far from barbarism as to write in this style . The Irish are , however , we are happy to observe , making some little approaches to a ...
... honour to be noticed by the Royal Society . " It will we fear be long before the Irish emerge so far from barbarism as to write in this style . The Irish are , however , we are happy to observe , making some little approaches to a ...
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... honour . " But our triumph over the Irishman abates , when we recollect in the History of England , and in Shakspeare , the case of Saunder Simcox , who pretended to be miraculously and instantaneously cured of blindness at St. Alban's ...
... honour . " But our triumph over the Irishman abates , when we recollect in the History of England , and in Shakspeare , the case of Saunder Simcox , who pretended to be miraculously and instantaneously cured of blindness at St. Alban's ...
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Seite 186 - Adam the goodliest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve.
Seite 194 - And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining; Though equal to all things, for all things unfit; Too nice for a statesman, too proud for a wit; For a patriot, too cool; for a drudge, disobedient; And too fond of the right to pursue the expedient. In short, 'twas his fate, unemploy'd, or in place, sir, To eat mutton cold, and cut blocks with a razor.
Seite 194 - Who, too deep for his hearers, still went on refining, And thought of convincing, while they thought of dining...
Seite 125 - Well then, quoth Master More, how say you in this matter ? What think ye to be the cause of these shelves and flats that stop up Sandwich haven ? Forsooth, Sir, quoth he, I am an old man ; I think that Tenterton steeple is the cause of Goodwin sands. For I am an old man, Sir...
Seite 124 - ... matter concerning the stopping of Sandwich haven. Among others came in before him an old man with a white head, and one that was thought to be little less than a hundred years old.
Seite 186 - ... Hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand, and from his seat ' The monster moving onward came as fast, With horrid strides ; Hell trembled as he strode.
Seite 84 - Boeotian absurdity of our neighbours. What can, at first view, appear a grosser blunder than that of the Irishman who begged a friend to look over his library, to find for him the history of the world before the creation? Yet this anachronism of ideas is not unparalleled; it is matched, though on a more contracted scale, by an inscription on a British finger-post— "Had you seen these roads before they were made, You'd lift up your eyes, and bless Marshal Wade!
Seite 124 - Ye are the eldest man that I can espy in all this company, so that if any man can tell any cause of it, ye of likelihood can say most of it, or at leastwise more than any man here assembled. Yea, forsooth, good Master...
Seite 17 - Philosophers will not perhaps be so ready as his lordship has been to call this a blunder of the first magnitude. Those who have never been initiated into the mysteries of metaphysics may have the presumptuous ignorance to fancy that they understand what is meant by the common words...
Seite 97 - Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah ! why should they know their fate ? Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies. Thought would destroy their paradise. No more ; where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.