Sixty Years of the Life of Jeremy Levis, Volume 2G. & C. & H. Carvill, 1831 |
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... thing else - which it is out of our power to possess― ; but had Diogenes himself been left so large a sum , he would have kicked through the bot- tom of his tub at once , and erected a statue to Plutus . Now , I was neither an admirer ...
... thing else - which it is out of our power to possess― ; but had Diogenes himself been left so large a sum , he would have kicked through the bot- tom of his tub at once , and erected a statue to Plutus . Now , I was neither an admirer ...
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... thing , nephew , I must now ask of your tender " sympathy ; and well I know , from my inspection of the " gentle heart of my Jeremy , that he will not refuse it to ઃઃ me . In the same drawer with this posthumous epistle , you will ...
... thing , nephew , I must now ask of your tender " sympathy ; and well I know , from my inspection of the " gentle heart of my Jeremy , that he will not refuse it to ઃઃ me . In the same drawer with this posthumous epistle , you will ...
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... things that occurred to me was to visit my father ( who , much to my own and my uncle's surprise , had not been present even at the funeral ) ; for I longed to expiate my past ne- glect , and make my parents participators in my ...
... things that occurred to me was to visit my father ( who , much to my own and my uncle's surprise , had not been present even at the funeral ) ; for I longed to expiate my past ne- glect , and make my parents participators in my ...
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... thing about it , if I hadn't have thought you knew it all . Mr. Levis wrote a letter to your uncle . I wonder he didn't tell you , child . " " How long since was that ? " " As much as a month ago . - You see , my baby . ” " I have been ...
... thing about it , if I hadn't have thought you knew it all . Mr. Levis wrote a letter to your uncle . I wonder he didn't tell you , child . " " How long since was that ? " " As much as a month ago . - You see , my baby . ” " I have been ...
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... thing that bears their name - that a son of mine should have ? " My studies , sir , have been chiefly of their works ; but , 99 " Let them be wholly so , my son - let them be wholly so . - They are " But , dear father , do not thus 99 ...
... thing that bears their name - that a son of mine should have ? " My studies , sir , have been chiefly of their works ; but , 99 " Let them be wholly so , my son - let them be wholly so . - They are " But , dear father , do not thus 99 ...
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Page 91 - Alarum'd by his sentinel, the wolf, Whose howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace. With Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design Moves like a ghost.
Page 364 - Thou'dst meet the bear i' the mouth. When the mind's free The body's delicate; the tempest in my mind Doth from my senses take all feeling else Save what beats there. Filial ingratitude! Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand For lifting food to 't?
Page 28 - How should I your true love know From another one ? By his cockle hat and staff, And his sandal shoon.
Page cccxcv - D'Amboys upon the theatre; but when I had taken up what I supposed a fallen star, I found I had been cozened with a jelly; nothing but a cold, dull mass, which glittered no longer than it was shooting; a dwarfish thought, dressed up in gigantic words, repetition in abundance, looseness of expression, and gross hyperboles; the sense of one line expanded prodigiously into ten; and, to sum up all, uncorrect English, and a hideous mingle of false poetry and true nonsense ; or, at best, a scantling of...
Page 344 - Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man: This was your husband.
Page 206 - Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew.
Page 264 - You may train the eagle To stoop to your fist; Or you may inveigle The phoenix of the east; The lioness, ye may move her To give o'er her prey; But you'll ne'er stop a lover: He will find out his way.
Page cccxcv - D'Ambois" upon the theatre ; but when I had taken up what I supposed a fallen star, I found I had been cozened with a jelly ; * nothing but a cold, dull mass, which glittered no longer than it was shooting...
Page 364 - But I will punish home: No, I will weep no more. In such a night To shut me out! Pour on; I will endure. In such a night as this! O Regan, Goneril! Your old kind father, whose frank heart gave all O, that way madness lies; let me shun that; No more of that.
Page 146 - Free and unquestion'd, through the wilds of love; While woman, sense and nature's easy fool, If poor weak woman swerve from, virtue's rule, If, strongly charm'd, she leave the thorny way, And in the softer paths of pleasure stray, Ruin ensues, reproach and endless shame, And one false step entirely damns her fame: In vain with tears the loss she may deplore, In vain look back on what she was before; She sets, like stars that fall, to rise no more.