The English Humorists of the Eighteenth Century: Critical Reviews ; The Second Funeral of NapoleonEstes & Lauriat, 1896 - 418 pagina's |
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Pagina 20
... Perhaps for the Irish secretary , his Excellency's condescension was even more cruel than his frowns . Sir William would perpetually quote Latin and the ancient classics àpropos of his gardens and his Dutch statues and plates - bandes ...
... Perhaps for the Irish secretary , his Excellency's condescension was even more cruel than his frowns . Sir William would perpetually quote Latin and the ancient classics àpropos of his gardens and his Dutch statues and plates - bandes ...
Pagina 32
... Perhaps the most melancholy satire in the whole of the dread- ful book , is the description of the very old people in the " Voyage to Laputa . " At Lugnag , Gulliver hears of some persons who never die , called the Struldbrugs , and ...
... Perhaps the most melancholy satire in the whole of the dread- ful book , is the description of the very old people in the " Voyage to Laputa . " At Lugnag , Gulliver hears of some persons who never die , called the Struldbrugs , and ...
Pagina 45
... perhaps , to the weak state of her rival's health , which , from year to year , seemed to announce speedy dissolution . At length , however , Vanessa's impatience prevailed , and she ven- tured on the decisive step of writing to Mrs ...
... perhaps , to the weak state of her rival's health , which , from year to year , seemed to announce speedy dissolution . At length , however , Vanessa's impatience prevailed , and she ven- tured on the decisive step of writing to Mrs ...
Pagina 60
... perhaps the very worst company in the world . There does n't seem to be a pretence of morals . At the head of the table sits Mirabel or Belmour ( dressed in the French fashion and waited on by English imitators of Scapin and Frontin ) ...
... perhaps the very worst company in the world . There does n't seem to be a pretence of morals . At the head of the table sits Mirabel or Belmour ( dressed in the French fashion and waited on by English imitators of Scapin and Frontin ) ...
Pagina 66
... perhaps was not so well pleased at the poet's manner of cele- brating her , - " When Lesbia first I saw , so heavenly fair , With eyes so bright and with that awful air , I thought my heart which durst so high aspire As bold as his who ...
... perhaps was not so well pleased at the poet's manner of cele- brating her , - " When Lesbia first I saw , so heavenly fair , With eyes so bright and with that awful air , I thought my heart which durst so high aspire As bold as his who ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 123 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents...
Pagina 255 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Pagina 124 - I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow: when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions and debates of mankind.
Pagina 76 - So when an angel by divine command With rising tempests shakes a guilty land, Such as of late o'er pale Britannia past, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast, And, pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, 20 Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
Pagina 30 - 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...
Pagina 229 - ... by composing, instead of inflaming, the quarrels of porters and beggars (which I blush when I say hath not been universally practised) and by refusing to take a shilling from a man who most undoubtedly would not have had another left, I had reduced an income of about £500 a year of the dirtiest money upon earth, to little more than £300 ; a considerable proportion of which remained with my clerk...
Pagina 61 - See ! see, she wakes — Sabina wakes ! And now the sun begins to rise ? Less glorious is the morn, that breaks • From his bright beams, than her fair eyes. With light united, day they give ; But different fates ere night fulfil : How many by his warmth will live ! How many will her coldness kill...
Pagina 267 - Sweet AUBURN ! parent of the blissful hour, Thy glades forlorn confess the tyrant's power. Here, as I take my solitary rounds...
Pagina 85 - I HAVE observed, that a reader seldom peruses a book with pleasure, till he knows whether the writer of it be a black or a fair man, of a mild or choleric disposition, married or a bachelor, with other particulars of the like nature, that conduce very much to the right understanding of an author.
Pagina 23 - Then he instructed a young nobleman, that the best poet in England was Mr. Pope (a papist), who had begun a translation of Homer into English for which he would have them all subscribe : ' For,' says he, ' he shall not begin to print till I have a thousand guineas for him.