Roundabout Papers: (from the Cornhill Magazine) To which is Added The Second Funeral of Napoleon; The Four Georges; The English Humorists of the Eighteenth Century; Critical Reviews & Selections from PunchJ. B. Alden, 1883 - 642 стор. |
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... Outer Barbarians . " By Sir John Bowring . " Our Volunteers . " By Sir John Burgoyne . " Lovel the Widower " and " Framley Parsonage . " weary me . I like to hear them tell their 12 ROUNDABOUT PAPERS . On two Children in Black.
... Outer Barbarians . " By Sir John Bowring . " Our Volunteers . " By Sir John Burgoyne . " Lovel the Widower " and " Framley Parsonage . " weary me . I like to hear them tell their 12 ROUNDABOUT PAPERS . On two Children in Black.
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... hear them tell their old stories over and over again . I read them in the dozy hours , and only half re- member them . I am informed that both of them tell coarse stories . I don't heed them . It was the custom of their time , as it is ...
... hear them tell their old stories over and over again . I read them in the dozy hours , and only half re- member them . I am informed that both of them tell coarse stories . I don't heed them . It was the custom of their time , as it is ...
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... hear from you . I protest and vow I am giving you the best I have . Well , who those little boys in black were , I shall never probably know to my dying day . They were very pretty little men , with pale faces , and large , melancholy ...
... hear from you . I protest and vow I am giving you the best I have . Well , who those little boys in black were , I shall never probably know to my dying day . They were very pretty little men , with pale faces , and large , melancholy ...
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... hear outcries upon these subjects raised daily ? As dear Sam Johnson sits behind the screen , too proud to show his threadbare coat and patches among the more prosperous brethren of his trade , there is no want of dignity in him , in ...
... hear outcries upon these subjects raised daily ? As dear Sam Johnson sits behind the screen , too proud to show his threadbare coat and patches among the more prosperous brethren of his trade , there is no want of dignity in him , in ...
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... hear him prattle over the champagne ? Now , Hood is passed away - passed off the earth as much as Goldsmith or Horace . The times in which he lived , and in which very many of us lived and were young , are changing or changed . I saw ...
... hear him prattle over the champagne ? Now , Hood is passed away - passed off the earth as much as Goldsmith or Horace . The times in which he lived , and in which very many of us lived and were young , are changing or changed . I saw ...
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Сторінка 543 - Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Сторінка 543 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Сторінка 451 - I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow: when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions and debates of mankind.
Сторінка 482 - Dreading even fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise:~ Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he?
Сторінка 535 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Сторінка 613 - Stop thief! stop thief! a highwayman!" Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking, as before, That Gilpin rode a race.
Сторінка 452 - When I read the several dates of the tombs, of" some that died yesterday, and some six hundred years ago, I consider that great day when we shall all of us be contemporaries, and make our appearance together.
Сторінка 426 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth. Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Сторінка 522 - It having been observed that there was little hospitality in London ; JOHNSON. " Nay, sir, any man who has a name, or who has the power of pleasing, will be very generally invited in London. The man, Sterne, I have been told, has had engagements for three months." GOLDSMITH.
Сторінка 364 - I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind, approving eye, Thy meek, attentive ear. But when at morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me.