London in the Jacobite Times, Том 2R. Bentley, 1877 - 851 страници |
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Страница 157 - Well believe this, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does.
Страница 127 - While the warm blood bedews my veins, And unimpair'd remembrance reigns, Resentment of my country's fate Within my filial breast shall beat ; And, spite of her insulting foe, My sympathizing verse shall flow : " Mourn, hapless Caledonia, mourn " Thy banish'd peace, thy laurels torn.
Страница 319 - No, sir. When the king had said it, it was to be so. It was not for me to bandy civilities with my sovereign.
Страница 192 - But of all her flights, yesterday was the strongest George Selwyn dined with her, and not thinking her affliction so serious as she pretends, talked rather jokingly of the execution. She burst into a flood of tears and rage ; told him she now believed all his father and mother had said of him ; and with a thousand other reproaches flung upstairs. George coolly took Mrs. Dorcas, her woman, and made her sit down to finish the bottle :
Страница 33 - My son, fear thou the LORD and the king : and meddle not with them that are given to change...
Страница 127 - The pious mother, doom'd to death, Forsaken wanders o'er the heath, The bleak wind whistles round her head, Her helpless orphans cry for bread; Bereft of shelter, food, and friend, She views the shades of night descend ; And stretch'd beneath the inclement skies, Weeps o'er her tender babes, and dies.
Страница 54 - Wit, my Lords, is a sort of property; it is the property of those who have it, and too often the only property they have to depend on. It is indeed but a precarious dependence. Thank God! we, my Lords, have a dependence of another kind...
Страница 319 - But, fearing to be misunderstood, he proceeded to explain himself; and immediately subjoined, " That for those who spoke worse of kings than they deserved, he could find no excuse; but that he could more easily conceive how some might speak better of them than they deserved, without any ill intention ; for, as kings had much in their power to give, those who were...
Страница 112 - ... only escaped bankruptcy by a stratagem. Payment was not indeed refused ; but as those who came first were entitled to priority of payment, the bank took care to be continually surrounded by agents with notes, who were paid in sixpences in order to gain time. These agents went out at one door with the specie they had received, and brought it back by another, so that the bond fide holders of notes could never get near enough to present them ; and the bank, by this artifice, preserved its credit...
Страница 11 - Hitherto my master's interest has been managed by the Duchess of Perth, and three or four other old women, who meet under the portal of St. Germain's; he wanted a Whig, and a brisk one, to put them in the right train, and I am the man ! You may now look upon me, Sir...