Extracts of the Journals and Correspondence of Miss Berry: From the Year 1783 to 1852, Volume 3Longmans, Green, 1865 - England |
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Page 46 - when he says— Who steals my purse, steals trash : 'tis something, nothing ; 'Twas mine, 'tis his, and hath been slave to thousands ; But he that filches from me my good name, Rohs me of that which not enriches him,
Page 7 - She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies, And all that 's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes,
Page 476 - mustard, add a single spoon, Distrust the condiment which bites so soon ; But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault, To add a double quantity of salt : Three times the spoon with oil of Lucca crown, And once with vinegar, procured from town
Page 476 - soon ; But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault To add a double quantity of salt. And lastly, o'er the flavour'd compound, toss A magic soupçon of anchovy sauce. Oh, green and glorious ! oh, herbaceous treat ! 'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat ; Back to the world he'd turn his fleeting soul, And plunge his fingers in the
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Page 13 - has lost one of her young barons. . . . Corinne is of course what all mothers must be, but will, I venture to prophesy, do what few mothers could—write an essay upon it. She cannot exist without a grievance, and somebody to see or read how much grief becomes her.
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Page 476 - bowl, And half suspected, animate the whole ; Of mordent mustard add a single spoon ; Distrust the condiment that bites too soon ; But deem it not, thou man of herbs, a fault To add a double quantity of salt. And lastly, o'er the flavour'd compound, toss A magic
Page 476 - of anchovy sauce. Oh, green and glorious ! oh, herbaceous treat ! 'Twould tempt the dying anchorite to eat ; Back to the world he'd turn his fleeting soul, And plunge his fingers in the salad bowl
Page 477 - True flavour needs it, and your poet begs The pounded yellow of two well-boiled eggs ; Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl, And scarce suspected, animate the whole ; And lastly, on the