The Works of William Makepeace Thackeray, Том 19Smith, Elder & Company, 1869 |
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... poets , or crunching the bones of bishops . Only four men were executed in London for the rebellion of 1715 ; and twenty - two in Lancashire . Above a thousand taken in arms , submitted to the King's mercy , and petitioned to be ...
... poets , or crunching the bones of bishops . Only four men were executed in London for the rebellion of 1715 ; and twenty - two in Lancashire . Above a thousand taken in arms , submitted to the King's mercy , and petitioned to be ...
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... poet , penniless and in disgrace ) , she says : " The place you are in , has strangely filled your head with physicians and cures ; but , take my word for it , many a fine lady has gone there to drink the waters without being sick ; and ...
... poet , penniless and in disgrace ) , she says : " The place you are in , has strangely filled your head with physicians and cures ; but , take my word for it , many a fine lady has gone there to drink the waters without being sick ; and ...
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... poets have sung a hundred jolly ditties about great cudgel - playings , famous grinning through horse - collars , great maypole meetings , and morris- dances . The girls used to run races clad in very light attire ; and the kind gentry ...
... poets have sung a hundred jolly ditties about great cudgel - playings , famous grinning through horse - collars , great maypole meetings , and morris- dances . The girls used to run races clad in very light attire ; and the kind gentry ...
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... Walmoden could not wake him . The sacred Majesty was but a lifeless corpse . The King was dead ; God save the King ! But , of course , poets and clergymen decorously bewailed the late one . Here are some artless verses 60 THE FOUR GEORGES .
... Walmoden could not wake him . The sacred Majesty was but a lifeless corpse . The King was dead ; God save the King ! But , of course , poets and clergymen decorously bewailed the late one . Here are some artless verses 60 THE FOUR GEORGES .
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... poet have said much more ? It was a parson who came and wept over this grave , with Walmoden sitting on it , and claimed heaven for the poor old man slumbering below . Here was one who had neither dignity , learning , morals , nor wit ...
... poet have said much more ? It was a parson who came and wept over this grave , with Walmoden sitting on it , and claimed heaven for the poor old man slumbering below . Here was one who had neither dignity , learning , morals , nor wit ...
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Сторінка 277 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound, and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Сторінка 353 - 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 book-learned skill, Around my fire an evening group to draw, And tell of all I felt, and all I saw ; And, as a hare, whom hounds and horns pursue, Pants to the place from whence at first he flew, I still had hopes, my long vexations past, Here to return — and die at home at last.
Сторінка 354 - How blest is he who crowns, in shades like these, A youth of labour with an age of ease ; Who quits a world where strong temptations try, And, since 'tis hard to combat, learns to fly...
Сторінка 206 - 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 233 - like a distressed prince who calls in a powerful neighbour to his aid. I was undone by my auxiliary. When I had once called him in, I could not subsist without dependence on him.
Сторінка 276 - And born to write, converse, and live with ease: Should such a man, too fond to rule alone, Bear, like the Turk, no brother near the throne, View him with scornful, yet with jealous eyes, And hate for arts that caused himself to rise; Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering, teach the rest to sneer...
Сторінка 353 - 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 156 - That the remaining hundred thousand may at a year old be offered in sale to the persons of quality, and fortune, through the kingdom, always advising the mother to let them suck plentifully in the last month, so as to render them plump, and fat for a good table. A child will make two dishes at an entertainment for friends, and when the family dines alone, the fore or hind quarter will make a reasonable dish, and seasoned with a little pepper or salt will be very good boiled on the fourth day, especially...
Сторінка 344 - To them his heart, his love, his griefs were given, But all his serious thoughts had rest in heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm, Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.
Сторінка 129 - I consider it an indispensable duty to close this last act of my official life by commending the interests of our dearest country to the protection of Almighty God, and those who have the superintendence of them to His holy keeping. Having now finished the work assigned me, I retire from the great theatre of action, and bidding an affectionate farewell to this august body, under whose orders I have so long acted, I here offer my commission, and take my leave of all the employments of public life.