The British Novelists: With an Essay, and Prefaces, Biographical and Critical, Том 23F. C. and J. Rivington, 1820 |
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... answered in the negative ; and the clock struck one before they had decided this momentous question : which was contested with so much earnestness , that both of them were beginning to grow angry , and to say ill - 20 POMPEY THE LITTLE ..
... answered in the negative ; and the clock struck one before they had decided this momentous question : which was contested with so much earnestness , that both of them were beginning to grow angry , and to say ill - 20 POMPEY THE LITTLE ..
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... answer , with the greatest ease imaginable , that I had so prodigious a cold , it would be imprudent to fight in the open air ; but , if he would have a fire in his best apartment , and a bottle of Burgundy ready for me on the table ...
... answer , with the greatest ease imaginable , that I had so prodigious a cold , it would be imprudent to fight in the open air ; but , if he would have a fire in his best apartment , and a bottle of Burgundy ready for me on the table ...
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... answered he ; O pardon me ; I am coming to the dog immediately . Come hither , Pompey , and listen to your own story . This dog , madam , had at that time the honour of waiting on the dear woman I have been describing ; and as the noise ...
... answered he ; O pardon me ; I am coming to the dog immediately . Come hither , Pompey , and listen to your own story . This dog , madam , had at that time the honour of waiting on the dear woman I have been describing ; and as the noise ...
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... answer : -- " DEAR RACKET , " Infirmities of nature we are all subject to , and therefore I have sent Master Pompey to wait upon Miss Veny , begging the favour of you to return him as soon as his gallantries are over . Consider , my ...
... answer : -- " DEAR RACKET , " Infirmities of nature we are all subject to , and therefore I have sent Master Pompey to wait upon Miss Veny , begging the favour of you to return him as soon as his gallantries are over . Consider , my ...
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... question , and desired to hear his reply . Come , sir , said she , you have not yet responded to my ar- gument ; you have not answered my last syllogism . I think I have gravelled you now ; I think E 3 POMPEY THE LITTLE 41.
... question , and desired to hear his reply . Come , sir , said she , you have not yet responded to my ar- gument ; you have not answered my last syllogism . I think I have gravelled you now ; I think E 3 POMPEY THE LITTLE 41.
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Страница 207 - TURN, gentle hermit of the dale, And guide my lonely way, To where yon taper cheers the vale, With hospitable ray. " For here forlorn and lost I tread, With fainting steps and slow; Where wilds immeasurably spread Seem lengthening as I go." " Forbear, my son," the hermit cries, " To tempt the dangerous gloom ; For yonder faithless phantom flies To lure thee to thy doom.
Страница 173 - I WAS ever of opinion that the honest man who married and brought up a large family did more service than he who continued single and only talked of population.
Страница 231 - You need be under no uneasiness," cried I, "about selling the rims; for they are not worth sixpence, for I perceive they are only copper varnished over.
Страница 231 - I have laid it all out in a bargain, and here it is,' pulling out a bundle from his breast: 'here they are: a gross of green spectacles, with silver rims and shagreen cases.
Страница 208 - No flocks that range the valley free To slaughter I condemn; Taught by that Power that pities me, I learn to pity them. "But from the mountain's grassy side A guiltless feast I bring; A scrip with herbs and fruits supplied, And water from the spring. "Then, pilgrim, turn, thy cares forego; All earth-born cares are wrong; Man wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long.
Страница 189 - THE place of our retreat was in a little neighbourhood consisting of farmers, who tilled their own grounds, and were equal strangers to opulence and poverty.
Страница 211 - Twas Edwin's self that prest ! " Turn, Angelina, ever dear, My charmer, turn to see Thy own, thy long-lost Edwin here, Restored to love and thee. " Thus let me hold thee to my heart, And every care resign : And shall we never, never part, My life, — my all that's mine ? " No, never from this hour to part, We'll live and love so true — The sigh that rends thy constant heart Shall break thy Edwin's too.
Страница 231 - no more silver than your saucepan." "And so," returned she, "we have parted with the colt, and have only got a gross of green spectacles, with copper rims and shagreen cases? A murrain take such trumpery ! The blockhead has been imposed upon, and should have known his company better." "There, my dear," cried I, "you are wrong; he should not have known them at all.
Страница 312 - When lovely woman stoops to folly. And finds, too late, that men betray. What charm can soothe her melancholy, What art can wash her guilt away? The only art her guilt to cover. To hide her shame from every eye, To give repentance to her lover, And wring his bosom, — is to die.