Horace in London: CONSISTING OF IMITATIONS OF THE FIRST TWO BOOKS OF THE ODES OF HORACE.John Miller and John Ballantyne and Company, 1813 - 173 pages |
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... poetical statute in that case made and provided , as it is dero- gatory to the privilege , and against the peace of our Lord Apollo , his crown and dignity . CONTENTS . Page Introductory Dialogue 1 Book . I. Ode viii.
... poetical statute in that case made and provided , as it is dero- gatory to the privilege , and against the peace of our Lord Apollo , his crown and dignity . CONTENTS . Page Introductory Dialogue 1 Book . I. Ode viii.
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... Lord Wellington Ode XIX , Pleasing Petulance • Ode XX , The Bard's Banquet . To George Colman the Younger Page 63 65 68 • 70 27 Ode XXII , The Bailiff 74 • Ode XXIII , Cupid's Invitation 76 Ode XXIV , Horne Tooke's Epitaph 78 • Ode XXV ...
... Lord Wellington Ode XIX , Pleasing Petulance • Ode XX , The Bard's Banquet . To George Colman the Younger Page 63 65 68 • 70 27 Ode XXII , The Bailiff 74 • Ode XXIII , Cupid's Invitation 76 Ode XXIV , Horne Tooke's Epitaph 78 • Ode XXV ...
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... lord of twenty thousand pounds , my friends would convince me that I possessed abilities more than equal to the task . At present they give me credit for little money , and of course for little wit . Horace . They are right : of what ...
... lord of twenty thousand pounds , my friends would convince me that I possessed abilities more than equal to the task . At present they give me credit for little money , and of course for little wit . Horace . They are right : of what ...
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... lord once own the happy lines , How the wit brightens , how the sense refines ! Before his sacred name flies every fault , And each exalted stanza teems with thought . Horace . Upon my word , sir , I have been accus- tomed to Author ...
... lord once own the happy lines , How the wit brightens , how the sense refines ! Before his sacred name flies every fault , And each exalted stanza teems with thought . Horace . Upon my word , sir , I have been accus- tomed to Author ...
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... Lord Such a one , the Palatine Mount into Tower Hill , and in short , writing as I suppose you would have written , had you lived in these times , and in the metropolis of Great Britain . llorace . An excellent thought ! It will insure ...
... Lord Such a one , the Palatine Mount into Tower Hill , and in short , writing as I suppose you would have written , had you lived in these times , and in the metropolis of Great Britain . llorace . An excellent thought ! It will insure ...
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Page 53 - E'en Higginbottom now was posed, For sadder scene was ne'er disclosed ; Without, within, in hideous show, Devouring flames resistless glow, And blazing rafters downward go, And never halloo, " Heads below !" Nor notice give at all : The firemen, terrified, are slow To bid the pumping torrent flow, For fear the roof should fall. Back, Robins, back ! Crump, stand aloof!
Page 10 - Jack ? Oh, there they sit ! They smile, they nod, I'll go my ways, And order round poor Billy's chaise, To join them in the pit. And now, good gentlefolks, I go To join mamma, and see the show ; So, bidding you adieu, I curtsey, like a pretty miss, And if you'll blow to me a kiss, I'll blow a kiss to you.
Page 14 - SATED with home, of wife, of children tired, The restless soul is driven abroad to roam ; Sated abroad, all seen, yet nought admired, The restless soul is driven to ramble home ; Sated with both, beneath new Drury's dome The fiend Ennui awhile consents to pine, There growls, and curses, like a deadly Gnome, Scorning to view fantastic Columbine, Viewing with scorn and hate the nonsense of the Mine.
Page 76 - JACK and Jill went up the hill, To fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after.
Page 33 - Having quitted the Borders, to seek new renown, Is coming, by long Quarto stages, to Town ; And beginning with ROKEBY (the job's sure to pay) Means to do all the Gentlemen's Seats on the way. Now, the Scheme is (though none of our hackneys...
Page 54 - Yes, Higginbottom did aspire (His fireman's soul was all on fire), His brother chief to save; But ah ! his reckless generous ire Served but to share his grave ! Mid blazing beams and scalding streams...
Page 6 - Jack's in the pouts, and this it is — He thinks mine came to more than his ; So to my drawer he goes, Takes out the doll, and, O, my stars ! He pokes her head between the bars, And melts off half her nose...
Page 33 - prentice, serving-man and lord, Nailor and tailor, Grazier and brazier, Through streets and alleys pour'd — All, all abroad to gaze, And wonder at the blaze.
Page 2 - By Wyatt's trowel patted, plump and sleek, Soars without wings, and caws without a beak. Gallia's stern despot shall in vain advance From Paris, the metropolis of France ; By this day month the monster shall not gain A foot of land in Portugal or Spain. See Wellington in Salamanca's field Forces his favourite general to yield, Breaks thro...
Page 4 - God bless the Army, bless their coats of scarlet, God bless the Navy, bless the Princess Charlotte; God bless the Guards, though worsted Gallia scoff, God bless their pig-tails, though...