Henry and Mary: A Local Tale Illustrative of the Habits, Customs, and Diversions of the Inhabitants of the West of Cumberland During the Greater Part of the Eighteenth and Preceding CenturyM. and W. Alsop, 1860 - 175 стор. |
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Сторінка viii - Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Сторінка xi - Beings, All but a scattered few, live out their time, Husbanding that which they possess within, And go to the grave, unthought of. Strongest minds Are often those of whom the noisy world Hears least ; else surely this Man had not left His graces unrevealed and unproclaimed.
Сторінка 79 - Nor dropp'd the chase, till Jessy was my prey. " Poor artless maid ! to stain thy spotless name, Expense, and art, and toil, united strove ; To lure a breast that felt the purest flame, Sustain'd by virtue, but betray'd by love. " School'd in the science of love's mazy wiles, I cloth'd each feature with affected scorn ; I spoke of jealous doubts, and fickle smiles, And, feigning, left her anxious and forlorn.
Сторінка 2 - Where even the peasant boasts his rights to scan, And learns to venerate himself as man."J To John Paston, dwelling in the Temple at London, he th,s letter del,vered in haste.
Сторінка vii - Harley," as his friends used to call him in those days, whose name is almost forgotten, but whom a few of our readers may still remember, and must still revere ; Wilson Ledger, the manly and independent editor of the Liberal Gazette, when Liberalism was a dangerous doctrine ; Todd, the
Сторінка 92 - He had just finished a work in favour of a cause which he took much to heart ; he had done all that was in his...
Сторінка 3 - The surplice, however, proved such an impediment to his usual lightness of foot, that his intended victim, after a severe chase, effected his escape, and for that time eluded the chastisement intended for him by his spiritual pastor.