The Companion, by L. Hunt1828 |
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... side ; now cracking walnuts and a bottle with him , now going to an exhibition , now settling with him in a snug seat at the theatre , poking over our play - bill , and anticipating our Vestris . And it shall go hard , if in summer ...
... side ; now cracking walnuts and a bottle with him , now going to an exhibition , now settling with him in a snug seat at the theatre , poking over our play - bill , and anticipating our Vestris . And it shall go hard , if in summer ...
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... sides of us , and fancy ourselves now enjoying it . What whim ! what fancy ! what eternal movement . The performers are like the blood in one's veins , never still ; and the music runs with equal vivacity through the whole spectacle ...
... sides of us , and fancy ourselves now enjoying it . What whim ! what fancy ! what eternal movement . The performers are like the blood in one's veins , never still ; and the music runs with equal vivacity through the whole spectacle ...
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... side , and that he is already a mile on the road to Gretna : for Here comes Pantaloon , with his stupid servant ; not the Clown , but a proper grave blockhead , to keep him in heart with himself . What a hobbling old rascal it is ! How ...
... side , and that he is already a mile on the road to Gretna : for Here comes Pantaloon , with his stupid servant ; not the Clown , but a proper grave blockhead , to keep him in heart with himself . What a hobbling old rascal it is ! How ...
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... side , trip- ping it with no immodest insolence in a hornpipe ; now undulating it in a waltz ; or " caracoling " it , as Sir Thomas Urquhart would say , in the saltatary style of the opera ; -but always Columbine ; always the little ...
... side , trip- ping it with no immodest insolence in a hornpipe ; now undulating it in a waltz ; or " caracoling " it , as Sir Thomas Urquhart would say , in the saltatary style of the opera ; -but always Columbine ; always the little ...
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... side of our plate at dinner ) we intend occasionally to review new publications . We shall do this , either at large , or only in brief notices , as it happens ; and in nothing do we undertake to be regular . We shall obey , in all ...
... side of our plate at dinner ) we intend occasionally to review new publications . We shall do this , either at large , or only in brief notices , as it happens ; and in nothing do we undertake to be regular . We shall obey , in all ...
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الصفحة 92 - WHY so pale and wan, fond lover? Prithee, why so pale? Will, when looking well can't move her, Looking ill prevail? Prithee, why so pale? Why so dull and mute, young sinner?
الصفحة 104 - Out upon it, I have loved Three whole days together! And am like to love three more, If it prove fair weather. Time shall moult away his wings Ere he shall discover In the whole wide world again Such a constant lover.
الصفحة 126 - Wharton, the scorn and wonder of our days, Whose ruling passion was the lust of praise ; Born with whate'er could win it from the wise, 'Women and fools must like him, or he dies : Though wondering senates hung on all he spoke, The club must hail him master of the joke.
الصفحة 413 - For either He never shall find out fit mate, but such As some misfortune brings him, or mistake ; Or whom he wishes most shall seldom gain, Through her perverseness, but shall see her...
الصفحة 285 - Seasons" does not contain a single new image of external nature; and scarcely presents a familiar one from which it can be .inferred that the eye of the Poet had been steadily fixed upon his object, much less that his feelings had urged him to work upon it in the spirit of genuine imagination.
الصفحة 415 - Yet more, the Depths have more! — What wealth untold Far down, and shining through their stillness lies! Thou hast the starry gems, the burning gold, Won from ten thousand royal Argosies. — Sweep o'er thy spoils, thou wild and wrathful Main!
الصفحة 396 - Jennie, for their sakes, O, marry me! My heart it said nay; I look'd for Jamie back; But the wind it blew high, and the ship it was a wrack; His ship it was a wrack — why didna Jamie dee? Or why do I live to cry, Wae's me?
الصفحة 90 - Tis now, since I sat down before That foolish fort, a heart, (Time strangely spent) a year and more, And still I did my part: Made my approaches, from her hand Unto her lip did rise, And did already understand The language of her eyes...
الصفحة 379 - Anemouies, that spangled every grove, The primrose wan, and hare-bell mildly blue. No more shall violets linger in the dell, Or purple orchis variegate the plain. Till Spring again shall call forth every bell, And dress with humid hands her wreaths again. — Ah ! poor humanity ! so frail, so fair, Are the fond visions of thy early day, Till tyrant passion and corrosive care Bid all thy fairy colours fade away ! Another May new buds and flowers shall bring; Ah! why has happiness — no second Spring?
الصفحة 180 - Wm would sometimes when he was pleasant over a glasse of wine with his most intimate friends eg Sam: Butler (author of Hudibras) &c. say, that it seemed to him that he writt with the very spirit that Shakespeare, and was seemed contented enough to be thought his Son...