Memoirs of the Life and Writings of Sir Richard Steele: Soldier, Dramatist, Essayist, and Patriot, with His Correspondence, and Notices of His Contemporaries, the Wits and Statesmen of Queen Anne's Time, Том 1Nimmo, 1865 |
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... Husband " —The pro- logue written by Addison - Specimen scene- " The Lying Lovers , " his next comedy , not equally successful , though one of his best productions - Its unmerited fate induces him for some years to relinquish dramatic ...
... Husband " —The pro- logue written by Addison - Specimen scene- " The Lying Lovers , " his next comedy , not equally successful , though one of his best productions - Its unmerited fate induces him for some years to relinquish dramatic ...
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... Husband " -The prologue written by Addison - Specimen scene- " The Ly- ing Lovers , " his next comedy , not equally successful , though one of his best productions - Its unmerited fate induces him for some years to relinquish dramatic ...
... Husband " -The prologue written by Addison - Specimen scene- " The Ly- ing Lovers , " his next comedy , not equally successful , though one of his best productions - Its unmerited fate induces him for some years to relinquish dramatic ...
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... Husband , " I told him ( Ad- dison ) there was nothing I so tenderly wished as that we might , some time or other , publish a work written by us both , which should bear the name of " The Monument , " in memory of our friendship . When ...
... Husband , " I told him ( Ad- dison ) there was nothing I so tenderly wished as that we might , some time or other , publish a work written by us both , which should bear the name of " The Monument , " in memory of our friendship . When ...
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... husband , Biddy . Hump . No matter , I like it as well as duck or love ; I know my cousin loves me as well as I do her . Aunt . I'll leave you together ; I must go and get ready an entertain- ment for you when you come home . Hump ...
... husband , Biddy . Hump . No matter , I like it as well as duck or love ; I know my cousin loves me as well as I do her . Aunt . I'll leave you together ; I must go and get ready an entertain- ment for you when you come home . Hump ...
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... the valleys of Arcadia as that un- fortunate youth during the absence of her he loved . Aunt . A - lack - a - day ! —poor young gentleman ! Niece . It must be he - what a charming 1703. ] Specimen Scene from " The Tender Husband . " 53.
... the valleys of Arcadia as that un- fortunate youth during the absence of her he loved . Aunt . A - lack - a - day ! —poor young gentleman ! Niece . It must be he - what a charming 1703. ] Specimen Scene from " The Tender Husband . " 53.
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Сторінка 158 - With thee conversing I forget all time ; All seasons and their change, all please alike. Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds...
Сторінка 171 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Сторінка 171 - 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 332 - In happy climes, where from the genial sun And virgin earth such scenes ensue, The force of Art by Nature seems outdone, And fancied beauties by the true : In happy climes, the seat of innocence...
Сторінка 342 - But touch me, and no minister so sore. Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme, Sacred to ridicule his whole life long, And the sad burthen of some merry song.
Сторінка 158 - With charm of earliest birds; pleasant the sun When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and...
Сторінка 357 - tis true — this truth you lovers know — In vain my structures rise, my gardens grow ; In vain fair Thames reflects the double scenes Of hanging mountains, and of sloping greens: Joy lives not here ; to happier seats it flies, And only dwells where Wortley casts her eyes.
Сторінка 2 - The first sense of sorrow I ever knew was upon the death of my father, at which time I was not quite five years of age; but was rather amazed at what all the house meant, than possessed with a real understanding why nobody was willing to play with me. I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a beating the coffin, and calling Papa; for, I know not how, I had some slight idea that he was locked up there.
Сторінка 191 - ... tis a sort of duty to be rich, that it may be in one's power to do good; riches being another word for power, towards the obtaining of which the first necessary qualification is impudence, and (as Demosthenes said of pronunciation in oratory) the second is impudence, and the third, still, impudence. No modest man ever did or ever will make his fortune.
Сторінка 2 - I remember I went into the room where his body lay, and my mother sat weeping alone by it. I had my battledore in my hand, and fell a-beating the coffin, and calling '' Papa " ; for I know not how I had some slight idea that he was locked up there.