Brallaghan: Or The DeipnosophistsE. Churton, 1845 - 336 стор. |
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... mind this reflexion , I never had any great likin ' for stayin ' stuck like a blew - faced mon- key in Cork ; and to my praydillixshun for thravellin I atthributes much of the larnin , wit , and poethree I pos- sesses . Hence it is that ...
... mind this reflexion , I never had any great likin ' for stayin ' stuck like a blew - faced mon- key in Cork ; and to my praydillixshun for thravellin I atthributes much of the larnin , wit , and poethree I pos- sesses . Hence it is that ...
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... minds me more than any man I evir saw of Johnson's eulogium on Voltaire “ Vir acerrimi ingenii et multarum literarum . " That the Docthor has done as much in his own way for the good ould cause as any man , I cares not who he may be ...
... minds me more than any man I evir saw of Johnson's eulogium on Voltaire “ Vir acerrimi ingenii et multarum literarum . " That the Docthor has done as much in his own way for the good ould cause as any man , I cares not who he may be ...
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... six hundred mimbers of Parliament , and the fun of ten thousand wits was combined ? Every one knows that Maginn is a waukin college , and that he scatters about him in 5 minnits as much wealth of mind , 114 BRALLAGHAN .
... six hundred mimbers of Parliament , and the fun of ten thousand wits was combined ? Every one knows that Maginn is a waukin college , and that he scatters about him in 5 minnits as much wealth of mind , 114 BRALLAGHAN .
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Or The Deipnosophists Edward Vaughan Kenealy. him in 5 minnits as much wealth of mind , talent and readin as ' ud keep a dozen Lord Chancellors , a score of Statesmin , a whole bench of Bishops , a thousand reviewers , and at laste a ...
Or The Deipnosophists Edward Vaughan Kenealy. him in 5 minnits as much wealth of mind , talent and readin as ' ud keep a dozen Lord Chancellors , a score of Statesmin , a whole bench of Bishops , a thousand reviewers , and at laste a ...
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... very battlements of Olympus , is shadowed forth the daring impiety of ATHEISTS , who sought to wrest from the minds of men the dominion of the Deity ; and introduce into the world an anarchy of thought , BOYLE'S TABLE - TALK . 127.
... very battlements of Olympus , is shadowed forth the daring impiety of ATHEISTS , who sought to wrest from the minds of men the dominion of the Deity ; and introduce into the world an anarchy of thought , BOYLE'S TABLE - TALK . 127.
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Сторінка 298 - Like the vase, in which roses have once been distilled — You may break, you may shatter the vase if you will. But the scent of the roses will hang round it still.
Сторінка 209 - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain.
Сторінка 298 - A day, an hour, of virtuous liberty, Is worth a whole eternity in bondage.
Сторінка 302 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Сторінка 306 - If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget them all.
Сторінка 314 - WHEN Time, who steals our years away, Shall steal our pleasures too, The memory of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.
Сторінка 327 - No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one autumnal face.
Сторінка 331 - Thus sung they in the English boat, A holy and a cheerful Note, And all the way, to guide their Chime, With falling Oars they kept the time.
Сторінка 309 - Although men are accused for not knowing their own weakness, yet perhaps as few know their own strength. It is in men as in soils, where sometimes there is a vein of gold, which the owner knows not of.
Сторінка 133 - No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close ; As the sun-flower turns on her god, when he sets, The same look which she turned when he rose.