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Страница 331 - Those joyous hours are past away ; And many a heart, that then was gay, Within the tomb now darkly dwells, And hears no more those evening bells. And so 'twill be when I am gone ; That tuneful peal will still ring on, While...
Страница 368 - ... the nose, a decided one, though of no established order; and there was a handsome smartness about the mouth. Altogether it was no common face — none of those willow-pattern ones, which Nature turns out by thousands at her potteries; — but more like a chance specimen of the Chinese ware, one to the set — unique, antique, quaint.
Страница 160 - But I must also feel it as a man: I cannot but remember such things were, That were most precious to me. Did heaven look on, And would not take their part? Sinful Macduff, They were all struck for thee!
Страница 387 - Widow" in imitation of his manner. It will be seen that the forgery was taken in good part. " DEAR LAMB, — You are an impudent varlet, but I will keep your secret. We dine at Ayrton's on Thursday, and shall try to find Sarah and her two spare beds for that night only. Miss M. and her Tragedy may be dished, so may not you and your rib. Health attend you. Yours, Enfield. T. HOOD, ESQ. Miss Bridget Hood sends love.
Страница 196 - Tam had got planted unco right; Fast by an ingle, bleezing finely, Wi' reaming swats, that drank divinely; And at his elbow, Souter Johnny, His ancient, trusty, drouthy crony; Tam lo'ed him like a vera brither; They had been fou for weeks thegither. The night drave on wi...
Страница 380 - Literature, in a storm — flooding all the floor, the table and the chairs — billows of books tossing, tumbling, surging open, — on such occasions I have willingly listened by the hour, whilst the Philosopher, standing, with his eyes fixed on one side of the room, seemed to be less speaking than reading from 'a handwriting on the wall...
Страница 127 - Scotsman catches the itch, — by friction. How else can you account for it, that born blockheads, by mere dint of handling books, grow so wise that even they themselves are equally convinced of and surprised at their own parts ? I once carried...
Страница 373 - Devil), that lodged with him a week (he'll remember) last July, and he will show courtesy. He is by far the foremost of the Savans. His wife is the funniest thwarting little animal ! They are decidedly the Lions of green Hastings. Well, I have made an end of my say ; — my epistolary time is. gone by when I could have scribbled as long (I will not say as agreeable) as thine was to both of us. I am dwindled to notes and letterets. But in good earnest I shall be most happy to hail thy return to the...
Страница 15 - you are a fool; would you have the boy good for nothing ? " The same lady once consulted the Doctor on the degree of turpitude to be attached to her son's robbing an orchard. " Madam," said Johnson, " it all depends upon the weight of the boy. I remember my schoolfellow Davy Garrick, who was always a little fellow, robbing a dozen of orchards with impunity ; but the very first time I climbed up an apple-tree, for I was always a heavy boy, the bough broke with me, and it was called a judgment.