The Tatler; corrected from the originals, with a preface, historical and biographical, by A. Chalmers

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Alexander Chalmers
1817
 

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Страница 38 - As one who, long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn, to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoin'd, from each thing met conceives delight ; The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Страница 135 - So saying, on he led his radiant files, Dazzling the moon; these to the bower direct In search of whom they sought : him there they found Squat like a toad, close at the ear of Eve, Assaying by his devilish art to reach The organs of her fancy, and with them forge Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams...
Страница 140 - That swill'd more liquor than it could contain, And, like a drunkard, gives it up again. Brisk Susan whips her linen from the rope, While the first drizzling...
Страница 140 - tis fair, yet seems to call a coach. The tuck'd-up sempstress walks with hasty strides, While streams run down her oil'd umbrella's sides. Here various kinds by various fortunes led, Commence acquaintance underneath a shed. Triumphant Tories, and desponding Whigs, Forget their feuds, and join to save their wigs.
Страница 177 - But in the beginning of my sixth year, to my unspeakable grief, I fell into the hands of a miserable old fellow, who clapped me into an iron chest, where I found five hundred more of my own quality who lay under the same confinement. The only relief we had, was to be taken out, and counted over in the fresh air every morning and evening. After an imprisonment of several years, we heard somebody knocking at our chest, and breaking it open with a hammer.
Страница 203 - At about half a mile's distance from our cabin, we heard the groanings of a bear, which at first startled us ; but upon inquiry, we were informed by some of our company, that he was dead, and now lay in salt, having been killed upon that very spot about a fortnight before, in the time of the frost.
Страница 93 - Gothic strain, and a natural tendency towards relapsing into barbarity, which delights in monosyllables and uniting of mute consonants, as it is observable in all the northern languages. And this is still more visible in the next refinement, which consists in pronouncing the first syllable in a word that has many, and dismissing the rest, such as Phizz, Hipps, Mob, Pozz, Rep, and many more, when we are already overloaded with monosyllables, which are the disgrace of our language.
Страница 141 - Now from all parts the swelling kennels flow, And bear their trophies with them as they go: Filth of all hues and odours, seem to tell What street they sailed from, by their sight and smell.
Страница 178 - The apothecary gave me to an herb-woman, the herb-woman to a butcher, the butcher to a brewer, and the brewer to his wife, who made a present of me to a nonconformist preacher. After this manner I made my way merrily through the world ; for, as I told you before, we shillings love nothing so much as travelling. I sometimes fetched in a shoulder of mutton, sometimes a play-book, and often had the satisfaction to treat a Templar at a twelvepenny ordinary, or carry him, with three friends, to Westminster...
Страница 59 - Love his golden shafts imploys, here lights His constant Lamp, and waves his purple wings, Reigns here and revels; not in the bought smile...

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