Gaieties and Gravities: A Series of Essays, Comic Tales, and Fugitive Vagaries. Now First Collected, Volumen3H. Colburn, 1825 - 353 páginas |
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... happy in the names of our nobility as Rousseau in his " Nouvelle Heloise , " and Madame de Staël in her " Corinne ; " and as to the clumsy ridicule of his story and his caricature , we apprehend that it is much less disreputable to ...
... happy in the names of our nobility as Rousseau in his " Nouvelle Heloise , " and Madame de Staël in her " Corinne ; " and as to the clumsy ridicule of his story and his caricature , we apprehend that it is much less disreputable to ...
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... happy foretaste of what may be accomplished by a chartered company ex- pressly instituted for the encouragement of letters . My limits not allowing me to enter at length into the subject of our hawkers ' and pedlars ' literature , vul ...
... happy foretaste of what may be accomplished by a chartered company ex- pressly instituted for the encouragement of letters . My limits not allowing me to enter at length into the subject of our hawkers ' and pedlars ' literature , vul ...
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... happy in the quiet repossession of his house , and resumption of his studies , to be solicitous about the cause ; and as to the poor widow , her time and The thoughts were so exclusively occupied with little Fan- ny , 50 GAIETIES AND ...
... happy in the quiet repossession of his house , and resumption of his studies , to be solicitous about the cause ; and as to the poor widow , her time and The thoughts were so exclusively occupied with little Fan- ny , 50 GAIETIES AND ...
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... happy , if this letter , by catching his eye , should cause me to lose it when next we meet in the public streets . My friend Proser has a fund of good qualities , if not of good talents , and indeed I have an unfeigned respect for him ...
... happy , if this letter , by catching his eye , should cause me to lose it when next we meet in the public streets . My friend Proser has a fund of good qualities , if not of good talents , and indeed I have an unfeigned respect for him ...
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... happy to inform them that the ultimate operation of cram- ming the nostrils is quite unnecessary . You may carry your point by merely making a demonstration ; and , indeed , most of our fashionable young gentlemen open a . snuff - box ...
... happy to inform them that the ultimate operation of cram- ming the nostrils is quite unnecessary . You may carry your point by merely making a demonstration ; and , indeed , most of our fashionable young gentlemen open a . snuff - box ...
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Página 108 - Duncan is in his grave; After life's fitful fever he sleeps well; Treason has done his worst: nor steel, nor poison, Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing Can touch him further.
Página 162 - Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate, All but the page prescribed, their present state: From brutes what men, from men what spirits know: Or who could suffer being here below? The lamb thy riot dooms to bleed to-day, Had he thy reason, would he skip and play? Pleased to the last, he crops the flowery food, And licks the hand just raised to shed his blood.
Página 188 - Nor skill'd nor studious, higher argument Remains; sufficient of itself to raise That name, unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing Depress'd; and much they may, if all be mine, Not hers, who brings it nightly to my ear.
Página 68 - Would I were dead! if God's good will were so; For what is in this world but grief and woe? O God! methinks, it were a happy life, To be no better than a homely swain; To sit upon a hill, as I do now, To carve out dials quaintly, point by point...
Página 240 - Here Cumberland lies, having acted his parts, The Terence of England, the mender of hearts: A flattering painter, who made it his care To draw men as they ought to be, not as they are.
Página 134 - Yes, every poet is a fool; By demonstration Ned can show it; Happy could Ned's inverted rule Prove every fool to be a poet.
Página 126 - He must observe their mood on whom he jests, The quality of persons, and the time, 70 And, like the haggard, check at every feather That comes before his eye. This is a practice As full of labour as a wise man's art: For folly that he wisely shows is fit; But wise men, folly-fall'n, quite taint their wit.
Página 187 - Memory and her siren daughters, but by devout prayer to that eternal Spirit, who can enrich with all utterance and knowledge, and sends out his seraphim, with the hallowed fire of his altar, to touch and purify the lips of whom he pleases.
Página 188 - Wars, hitherto the only argument Heroic deem'd ; chief mastery to dissect, With long and tedious havoc, fabled knights, In battles feign'd ; the better fortitude Of patience and heroic martyrdom Unsung ; or to describe races and games, Or tilting furniture, emblazon'd shields, Impresses quaint, caparisons and steeds, Bases and tinsel trappings, gorgeous knights At joust and tournament ; then marshall'd feast Served up in hall with sewers and seneschals; The skill of artifice or office mean, Not that...
Página 326 - Twixt soul and body a divorce, It could not sunder man and wife, 'Cause they both lived but one life. Peace, good Reader, do not weep. Peace, the lovers are asleep. They, sweet turtles, folded lie In the last knot Love could tie.