Down with her, Burney ! — down with her! — spare her not! — attack her, fight her, and down with her at once! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top ; and when I was beginning the world, and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life was to... 1778 to 1784 - Seite 66von Fanny Burney - 1784Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1903 - 706 Seiten
...with her at once! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top ; and when I ww beginning the world, the joy of my life was to fire at all the established...everybody loved to halloo me on. But there is no game now : but then, when I was new, to vanquish the great ones was all the delight of my poor little dear soul... | |
| John Forster - 1903 - 482 Seiten
...became work of praise. " When I was beginning the world," said Johnson in his old age to Fanny Burney, " and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life was to fire at all the established wits." Perhaps it is a natural infirmity when one is nothing and nobody, and when Goldsmith became something... | |
| William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray IV, Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle), George Walter Prothero - 1903 - 710 Seiten
...fire at all the established wits ! and then everybody loved to halloo me on. But there is no game now: but then, when I was new, to vanquish the great ones was all the delight of iny poor little dear soul I So, at her, Burney — at her and down with her I ' After this outburst... | |
| Paul Elmer More - 1906 - 304 Seiten
...and down with her at once! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top ; and when I was beginning the world, and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life...wits ! and then everybody loved to halloo me on." Yet with the increase of friends came a loss. Mr. Crisp passes away at Chessington. ' ' God bless and... | |
| CONSTANCE HILL - 1907 - 444 Seiten
...her at once ! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top ; and when I was beginning the Thrale Place world, and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life...established wits ! and then everybody loved to halloo me on. ... So at her, Burney — at her, and down with her ! ' "'Miss Burney,' cried Mr. Thrale, 'you must... | |
| Constance Hill - 1907 - 428 Seiten
...down with her at once ! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top ; and when I was beginning the world, and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life...established wits ! and then everybody loved to halloo me on. ... So at her, Burney — at her, and down with her ! ' " ' Miss Burney,' cried Mr. Thrale, ' you must... | |
| Fanny Burney - 1908 - 370 Seiten
...You are a rising wit, and she is at the top; and when I was beginning the world, and was nothing.and nobody, the joy of my life was to fire at all the...the delight of my poor little dear soul! So at her, Burney—at her, and down with her.'" The Queen of the Blue Stockings arrived, attended by her companion,... | |
| Sir Algernon West - 1908 - 302 Seiten
...you have done it ? " Dr. Johnson said : " When I was beginning the world and was nobody and nothing, the joy of my life was to fire at all the established wits, and then everybody loved to halloo me on." Disraeli followed the great Doctor's example in his attacks on Peel ; and Lord Randolph, probably with... | |
| Ethel Rolt-Wheeler - 1910 - 416 Seiten
...down with her at once ! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top ; and when I was beginning the world, and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life...wits ! and then everybody loved to halloo me on." Boswell has not many moments of genuine inspiration in his delightful and gigantic compendium : but... | |
| Fanny Burney - 1911 - 332 Seiten
...and down with her at once ! You are a rising wit, and she is at the top; and when I was beginning the world, and was nothing and nobody, the joy of my life was to fire at all the established wits;1 and then everybody loved to halloo me on. But there is no game now ; everybody would be glad... | |
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