Memoirs of His Own Life, Том 3

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Сторінка 148 - tis slander; Whose edge is sharper than the sword ; whose tongue Outvenoms all the worms of Nile; whose breath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world : kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons, nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous slander enters.
Сторінка 167 - The major made a fine disposition : on we marched, the men all in high spirits, to attack the gibbet where Gardel is hanging ; but turning down a narrow lane to the left, as it might be about there, in order to possess a...
Сторінка 28 - ... to go a-preaching ; for Shuter, like Mawworm, believed he had a call. I have gone with Shuter at six in the morning of a Sunday at...
Сторінка 167 - ... that we might take the gallows in flank, and at all events secure a retreat, who should come by but a drove of fat oxen for Smithfield. The drums beat in the front, the dogs barked in the rear, the oxen set up a gallop: on they came thundering upon us, broke through our ranks in an instant, and threw the whole corps in confusion.
Сторінка 231 - This demand, though enormous for those days, was complied with, and the temple of Belial forthwith uprose. But, before it could be acted in, a fanatical preacher, who was popular in Glasgow, told his auditors that he dreamed the preceding night he was in the infernal regions, at a grand entertainment, where all the devils were present, when Lucifer, their chief, gave for a toast, " the health of Mr John Millar, maltster in Glasgow, who had sold them his ground to build a bouse upon, and wherein they...
Сторінка 158 - How strange a captive am I grown of late ! Shall I accuse my love, or blame my fate ? My love, I cannot ; that is too divine : And against fate what mortal dares repine ? Enter Claris.
Сторінка 83 - ... in order to mend his broken fortune by the chance of a die or the turn up of a card — of which I believe he was ignorant, and unacquainted with the necessary arts to succeed — he has often left the theatre with a hundred guineas in his pocket, and returned home with an aching head and heart ; but his guineas, with debts of honour, were all left behind. The Countess of Brandon served him greatly, it is true ; but often the money she occasioned being paid at the theatre returned to her own...
Сторінка 83 - Is. 2d. ; upper gallery, Is. Id. Dublin was then torn to pieces by the perpetual application for one theatre or the other ; it was reduced quite to a party matter. The Countess of Brandon would not be seen at Crow Street upon any account, but attended constantly at her dear Mossop's. Barry, I believe, had at least converted the ladies two to one in his favour. Barry's making love, when on the stage, left tender impressions ; but yet this play-begging at last grew...
Сторінка 256 - The Painter dead, yet still he charms the eye; While England lives, his fame can never die : But he, who struts his hour upon the stage, Can scarce extend his fame for half an age ; Nor pen nor pencil can the actor save, The art and artist share one common grave.
Сторінка 30 - I hope he now poflefies ; for, the poor, the friendlefs and the ftranger he often comforted, and when fometimes reduced by his follies, he never could fee a real obje<S in mifery and refift giving at leaft half he was worth to his diftrefled fellow creature.

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