The Spirit of the Public Journals: Being an Impartial Selection of the Most Exquisite Essays and Jeux D'esprits, Principally Prose, that Appear in the Newspapers and Other Publications, Volume 8Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott James Ridgway, 1805 - English literature |
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... fince disappeared . There is therefore every reafon to conclude , that this distinguished perfonage never had a head ; for if he ever had poffeffed one , how could he have loft it ? Some of his friends , aware of this difficulty ...
... fince disappeared . There is therefore every reafon to conclude , that this distinguished perfonage never had a head ; for if he ever had poffeffed one , how could he have loft it ? Some of his friends , aware of this difficulty ...
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... fince I vas alive . I vas marmiton , Sair , to de great Fre- derique Roi de Pruffe ; but I never did fee any ting dat had fo much de air of de triomphe as de march of mi Lor , mi Ladi , and de maids . - Dere was mi Lor , mi Ladi , de ...
... fince I vas alive . I vas marmiton , Sair , to de great Fre- derique Roi de Pruffe ; but I never did fee any ting dat had fo much de air of de triomphe as de march of mi Lor , mi Ladi , and de maids . - Dere was mi Lor , mi Ladi , de ...
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... fince you pro- voke me , I'll tell the manager to his face , that he had better attend a little more to your caft of parts . You fancy , forfooth , that you are as great in one piece as in another ; but you know what you did on Def ...
... fince you pro- voke me , I'll tell the manager to his face , that he had better attend a little more to your caft of parts . You fancy , forfooth , that you are as great in one piece as in another ; but you know what you did on Def ...
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... fince you're fond of dancing , We will give you many a ball ; Lo ! to meet you , we're advancing , Then obey our mufic's call . Calais is a fep from Dover ; Strike up , and the dance begin ; Yet , though eager to cross over , Ye fhall ...
... fince you're fond of dancing , We will give you many a ball ; Lo ! to meet you , we're advancing , Then obey our mufic's call . Calais is a fep from Dover ; Strike up , and the dance begin ; Yet , though eager to cross over , Ye fhall ...
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... fince belonged , I went with him to Egypt and Syria , and the hills of Jaffa : the fcattered bones and bleaching fkulls record for ever our prefence there . Such are fome of my titles for demanding of you a fraternal hug : as to my ...
... fince belonged , I went with him to Egypt and Syria , and the hills of Jaffa : the fcattered bones and bleaching fkulls record for ever our prefence there . Such are fome of my titles for demanding of you a fraternal hug : as to my ...
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Page 2 - By heaven, methinks, it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-fac'd moon; Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks...
Page 89 - FROM distant climes, o'er wide-spread seas we come, Though not with much eclat, or beat of drum; True patriots all, for, be it understood, We left our country for our country's good: No private views disgraced our generous zeal, What urged our travels was our country's weal; And none will doubt but that our emigration Has proved most useful to the British nation.
Page 203 - The poor folk flocked from far and near ; The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then when he saw it could hold no more Bishop Hatto he made fast the door ; And while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn and burnt them all.
Page 204 - Another came running presently, And he was as pale as pale could be, Fly ! my lord bishop, fly ! quoth he, Ten thousand rats are coming this way — The Lord forgive you for yesterday ! I'll go to my tower in the Rhine, replied he, 'Tis the safest place in Germany, The walls are high, and the shores are steep, And the tide is strong, and the water deep.
Page 204 - So then to his palace returned he, And he sat down to supper merrily, And he slept that night like an innocent man; But Bishop Hatto never slept again. In the morning, as he...
Page 141 - Touch-paper, to be sure. What are our poets, take them as they fall, Good, bad, rich, poor, much read, not read at all ! Them and their works in the same class you'll find ; They are the mere waste-paper of mankind.
Page 90 - Our females have been used at night to walk. Sometimes, indeed, so various is our art, An actor may improve and mend his part; 'Give me a horse...
Page 141 - And lock from vulgar hands in the scrutoire. Mechanics, servants, farmers, and so forth, Are copy paper of inferior worth; Less priz'd, more useful, for your desk decreed, Free to all pens, and prompt at ev'ry need. The wretch, whom av'rice bids to pinch and spare...
Page 204 - As he look'd there came a man from his farm, He had a countenance white with alarm. " My Lord, I open'd your granaries this morn, And the Rats had eaten all your corn.
Page 185 - Begg'd but a look, tho', through the gate. St. Peter, rather off his guard, Unwilling to be thought too hard, Opens the gate to let him peep in. What did the lawyer? Did he creep in? Or dash at once to take possession...