The Glory and the Shame of England, المجلد 1

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الصفحة 200 - a taxed bridle, on a taxed road ; and the dying Englishman, pouring his medicine, which has paid seven per cent., into a spoon which has paid 30 per cent., throws himself back upon his chints bed, which has paid 22 per cent. ; and having made his will, the seals of which are also
الصفحة 65 - The cloud-capped towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherits, shall dissolve, And, like the baseless fabric of a vision, Leave not a wreck behind.
الصفحة 69 - To draw no envy, Shakspeare, on thy name, Am I thus ample to thy book and fame ; While I confess thy writings to be such As neither man nor muse can praise too much. ****** Thou art a
الصفحة 243 - TO MY BOOKS. As one who, destined from his friends to part, Regrets his loss, but hopes again erewhile To share their converse and enjoy their smile, And tempers as he may Affliction's dart ; Thus, loved associates, chiefs of elder art, Teachers of wisdom, who could once beguile My tedious hours, and lighten every
الصفحة 69 - Sweet Swan of Avon ! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear— ****** But stay ! I see thee in the hemisphere Advanced, and made a constellation there : Shine forth, thou star of Poets.
الصفحة 243 - I now resign you ; nor with fainting heart; For pass a few short years, or days, or hours, And happier seasons may their dawn unfold, And all your sacred fellowship restore ; When freed from earth, unlimited its powers, Mind shall with mind direct communion hold, And kindred spirits meet to part no more.
الصفحة 200 - ou levant we must pay. The schoolboy whips his taxed top ; the beardless youth manages his taxed horse by a taxed bridle, on a taxed road ; and the dying Englishman, pouring his medicine, which has paid seven per cent., into a spoon which has paid
الصفحة 210 - The innocent prattle of his children takes out the sting of a man's poverty. But the children of the very poor do not prattle ! It is none of the least frightful features in that condition, that there is no childishness in its dwellings. ' Poor people,' said a sensible old nurse to us once,
الصفحة 135 - Fletcher begged him to go on to things of more consequence, and Byron continued : ' Oh ! my poor, dear child ! My dear Ada ! My God ! could I but have seen her ! Give her my blessing, and my dear sister Augusta and her children ; and you will go to Lady Byron and say—tell her everything—you are friends with
الصفحة 69 - Thou art a monument, without a tomb ; And art alive still, while thy book doth live, And we have wits to read and praise to give. ****** Triumph, my Britain ; thou hast one to show, To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe ; He was not of an age, but for all time. ****** Sweet Swan of Avon ! what a sight it were To see thee in our waters yet appear—

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