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... feel assured that one interesting duodecimo might be formed , by a judicious selector , out of these numerous quartos and folios . Tantula sunt vatum corpuscula ! Neither is it unpleasant , even in less polished com- positions , to mark ...
... feel assured that one interesting duodecimo might be formed , by a judicious selector , out of these numerous quartos and folios . Tantula sunt vatum corpuscula ! Neither is it unpleasant , even in less polished com- positions , to mark ...
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... feel himself so much of a gentleman that he need not care to trouble himself about the matter . His gentility sits rather too loosely about him : like a well cut coat that has the fault of be- ing a little too large . But he is a gen ...
... feel himself so much of a gentleman that he need not care to trouble himself about the matter . His gentility sits rather too loosely about him : like a well cut coat that has the fault of be- ing a little too large . But he is a gen ...
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... feeling in its stead . We must , how- ever , vindicate our good - nature by say- ing that we do this entirely out of respect to him ; and as what he will consider a much less evil than that of passing him over in silence . We do feel ...
... feeling in its stead . We must , how- ever , vindicate our good - nature by say- ing that we do this entirely out of respect to him ; and as what he will consider a much less evil than that of passing him over in silence . We do feel ...
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... feel that we could ask it , without flurry , to take a chair and a look at the Friday's Advertiser . We are all very philosophical and incredulous a- bout the solitary phantoms of antres vast and deserts idle , when we feel ourselves ...
... feel that we could ask it , without flurry , to take a chair and a look at the Friday's Advertiser . We are all very philosophical and incredulous a- bout the solitary phantoms of antres vast and deserts idle , when we feel ourselves ...
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... feel as if criticism would be thrown away upon the Meggs , the Jackaws , the Shepherds , and Lambs , who were about as good boxers - as Duke , Pomfret , Fenton , Broom , & c . were poets . Darts and Death were unquestionably the best ...
... feel as if criticism would be thrown away upon the Meggs , the Jackaws , the Shepherds , and Lambs , who were about as good boxers - as Duke , Pomfret , Fenton , Broom , & c . were poets . Darts and Death were unquestionably the best ...
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Seite 271 - And as he prayed, the fashion of his countenance was altered, and his raiment was white and glistering. 30 And, behold, there talked with him two men, which were Moses and Elias: 31 Who appeared in glory, and spake of his decease which he should accomplish at Jerusalem.
Seite 354 - Triumph, my Britain, thou hast one to show To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe; He was not of an age, but for all time! And all the Muses still were in their prime When like Apollo he came forth to warm Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm! Nature herself was proud of his designs, And joyed to wear the dressing of his lines!
Seite 2 - Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I played a soft and doleful air, I sang an old and moving story — An old, rude song that suited well That ruin wild and hoary.
Seite 57 - I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news ; Who, with his shears and measure in his hand, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet) Told of a many thousand warlike French, That were embattailed and rank'd in Kent.
Seite 139 - More graceful than her own. His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts, has visited The awful ruins of the days of old : Athens, and Tyre, and Balbec, and the waste Where stood Jerusalem, the fallen towers Of Babylon, the eternal pyramids, Memphis and Thebes, and whatsoe'er of strange Sculptured on alabaster obelisk, Or jasper tomb, or mutilated sphynx, Dark /Ethiopia in her desert hills Conceals.
Seite 179 - Still o'er these scenes my memory wakes, And fondly broods with miser care ; Time but the impression deeper makes, As streams their channels deeper wear.