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... night at the club with Johnson , and Gold- smith , and James Boswell , Esq . , of Auchinleck ? The charm of Addison's companionship and conversa- tion has passed to us by fond tradition -but Swift ? If you had been his inferior in parts ...
... night at the club with Johnson , and Gold- smith , and James Boswell , Esq . , of Auchinleck ? The charm of Addison's companionship and conversa- tion has passed to us by fond tradition -but Swift ? If you had been his inferior in parts ...
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... night . He gave us all twelvepence apiece to begin with ; it put me in mind of Sir William Temple . " — Ibid . " I thought I saw Jack Temple [ nephew to Sir William ] and his wife pass by me to - day in their coach : but I took no ...
... night . He gave us all twelvepence apiece to begin with ; it put me in mind of Sir William Temple . " — Ibid . " I thought I saw Jack Temple [ nephew to Sir William ] and his wife pass by me to - day in their coach : but I took no ...
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... night ; if not , after dinner , we will set out about four , and be at Cashell by nine ; and by going through fields and by - ways , which the parson will show us , we shall escape all the rocky and stony roads that lie between this ...
... night ; if not , after dinner , we will set out about four , and be at Cashell by nine ; and by going through fields and by - ways , which the parson will show us , we shall escape all the rocky and stony roads that lie between this ...
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... night will come and the inevitable hag with it . What a night , my God , it was ! what a lonely rage and long agony - what a vulture that tore the heart of that giant ! It is awful to think of the great sufferings of this great man ...
... night will come and the inevitable hag with it . What a night , my God , it was ! what a lonely rage and long agony - what a vulture that tore the heart of that giant ! It is awful to think of the great sufferings of this great man ...
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... night and morning often . He never sends away a letter to her but he begins a new one on the same day . He can't ... night , M.D .; Night , M.D .; Little , M.D .; Stella- kins ; Pretty Stella ; Dear , roguish , impudent , pretty M.D. ...
... night and morning often . He never sends away a letter to her but he begins a new one on the same day . He can't ... night , M.D .; Night , M.D .; Little , M.D .; Stella- kins ; Pretty Stella ; Dear , roguish , impudent , pretty M.D. ...
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Seite 273 - 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 261 - 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 80 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia past, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast ; And, pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
Seite 130 - 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 274 - tis hard to combat, learns to fly! For him no wretches, born to work and weep, Explore the mine, or tempt the dangerous deep...
Seite 273 - Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
Seite 88 - 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 30 - That the remaining hundred thousand may at a year old be offered in sale to the persons of quality, and fortune, through the kingdom, always advising the mother to let them suck plentifully in the last month, so as to render them plump, and fat for a good table. A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends, and when the family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish, and seasoned with a little pepper or salt will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially...
Seite 191 - 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 315 - Stop thief! stop thief! — a highwayman!" Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The tollmen thinking as before, That Gilpin rode a race.