Points of misery; or Fables for mankind, illustr. by R. Cruikshank |
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... Seymour ; that she was unmarried ; and that her re- sidence was with her mother , in *** street , Berkeley- square . Transported at this propitious intelligence , I found it necessary to give my overcharged feelings a little POINT V. 55.
... Seymour ; that she was unmarried ; and that her re- sidence was with her mother , in *** street , Berkeley- square . Transported at this propitious intelligence , I found it necessary to give my overcharged feelings a little POINT V. 55.
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... Seymour and her friends had left the theatre , and that several hours at least must elapse before the sight of her beauties could calm my fevered imagination . I endeavoured to console myself with the knowledge I had obtained of her ...
... Seymour and her friends had left the theatre , and that several hours at least must elapse before the sight of her beauties could calm my fevered imagination . I endeavoured to console myself with the knowledge I had obtained of her ...
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... Seymour , to enter the house , request the honour of an interview with her parents , and make an offer of my hand and fortune . In my way to✶✶✶ street , I seemed to tread upon air , and a more buoyant heart was never lodged in a ...
... Seymour , to enter the house , request the honour of an interview with her parents , and make an offer of my hand and fortune . In my way to✶✶✶ street , I seemed to tread upon air , and a more buoyant heart was never lodged in a ...
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... Seymour seated like a blushing statue at one of the parlour windows . Yes , sir , I actually stood in the full dark eye of the woman I adored ; and such were the mingled efforts of suspense , surprise , and delight , that my head swam ...
... Seymour seated like a blushing statue at one of the parlour windows . Yes , sir , I actually stood in the full dark eye of the woman I adored ; and such were the mingled efforts of suspense , surprise , and delight , that my head swam ...
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... Seymour . The good old lady answered yes , and I immediately gave way to my feelings , and disclosed the attachment I felt for her daughter . Mrs. Seymour smiled at my declaration , but her smile was rather marked by incredulity than ap ...
... Seymour . The good old lady answered yes , and I immediately gave way to my feelings , and disclosed the attachment I felt for her daughter . Mrs. Seymour smiled at my declaration , but her smile was rather marked by incredulity than ap ...
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Almack's amusement Apoplexy artificial limb bailiffs balusters beauty bewitching Birmingham brain breakfast bright eyes Brummagem Bustler chimera clouds coach coat Cockney cold corner countenance cravat creatures Dashwood delight devil Dick door dreadful dreams earth eyes facetious fancied fashion fat landlady feeling fellow female fortune genii gentleman glance hand harridan head heart honour Horse humour hurry Hymen hypochondriac hyppish imagination Kitty knock Lady Mary laugh legs lives London lodging-house look Lord maid MARCUS MERRYWEATHER Marriage melancholy merry mind mirth misanthrope MISERIES OF AUTHORCRAFT Miss Seymour morning MULLIGRUBS never night nymphs old lady Oxford pass pavement persons Peter Pious pleasure pocket poet POINT VII Points of Misery poor portmanteau Ralph RANTIPOLES round Saluted says seat sixteen stone smoke Sociable sparkling species spirit stairs street taste Thespis thing thousand Tom's town violoncello Waddler wife window witty
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Сторінка 69 - And tatter'd covering, shrilly bawls his trade, Rousing the sleepy housemaid. At the door The milk-pail rattles, and the tinkling bell Proclaims the dustman's office; while the street Is lost in clouds impervious. Now begins The din of hackney-coaches, waggons, carts; While tinmen's shops, and noisy trunk-makers, Knife-grinders, coopers, squeaking cork-cutters, Fruit barrows, and the hunger-giving cries Of vegetable venders, fill the air.
Сторінка 68 - Buy my flounders, and is followed by an old burly drab, that screams out the sale of her maids and her soul at the same instant. Here a sooty chimney-sweeper takes the wall of a grave alderman, and a broom-man jostles the parson of the parish. There a fat greasy porter runs a trunk full-butt upon you, while another salutes your antlers with a basket of eggs and butter. Turn out there, you country putt, says a bully with a sword two yards long jarring at his heels, and throws him into the kennel.
Сторінка 86 - Had spoilt the best chintz curtains and the paper And cost her many a pound in stucco : And then she quoted our King James, who saith "Tobacco is the Devil's breath.
Сторінка 67 - London is a world by itself; we daily discover in it more new countries and surprising singularities than in all the universe besides. There are among the Londoners so many nations differing in manners, customs, and religions, that the inhabitants themselves don't know a quarter of ‘em. Imagine, then, what an Indian would think of such a motley herd of people...
Сторінка 97 - The sheriff being *answerable for the misdemesnors (17) of these bailiffs, they are therefore usually bound in an obligation with sureties for the due execution of their office, and thence are called bound-bailiffs; which the common people have corrupted into a much more homely appellation.
Сторінка 70 - Is slily open'd, and the half-worn suit (Sometimes the pilfer'd treasure of the base Domestic spoiler), for one half its worth, Sinks in the green abyss. The porter now Bears his huge load along the burning way ; And the poor poet wakes from busy dreams, To paint the summer morning.
Сторінка 17 - ... empty dreams. But this is with you for ever. The' phantom of fear is always about you. You feel it in the day at every turn ; and at night you see it illuminated and made terrible, in a million fantastic shapes.
Сторінка 85 - twas meat, and drink, and physic, To see the friendly vapour Curl round his midnight taper, And the black fume Clothe all the room, In clouds as dark as science mataphysic.
Сторінка 86 - So still he smoked, and drank, and crack'd his joke; and, had he single tarried, he might have smoked, and still grown old in smoke : but Richard married. His wife was one who carried the cleanly virtues almost to a vice, she was so nice : and thrice a week, above, below, the house was...