All the Year Round: A Weekly Journal

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Published at the Office, 1894

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Page 295 - Why, Sir, you find no man, at all intellectual, who is willing to leave London. No, Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life ; for there is in London all that life can afford.
Page 129 - Roses, damask and red, are fast flowers of their smells ; so that you may walk by a whole row of them, and find nothing of their sweetness : yea, though it be in a morning's dew. Bays likewise yield no smell, as they grow ; rosemary, little ; nor sweet marjoram. That which above all others yields the sweetest smell in the air, is the violet; especially the white double violet, which comes twice a year; about the middle of April, and about Bartholomew-tide.
Page 489 - Hudibras, which I buy not, but borrow to read, to see if it be as good as the first, which the world cried so mightily up, though it hath not a good liking in me, though I had tried but twice or three times reading to bring myself to think it witty.
Page 251 - I threw into the Flame, And to each Nut I gave a Sweet-heart's Name. This with the loudest Bounce me sore amaz'd, That in a Flame of brightest Colour blaz'd. As blaz'd the Nut so may thy Passion grow, For 'twas thy Nut that did so brightly glow.
Page 117 - But I think it the highest injustice to be debarred the entertainment of my closet, and that the same studies which raise the character of a man should hurt that of a woman. We are educated in the grossest ignorance, and no art omitted to stifle our natural reason; if some few get above their nurses' instructions, our knowledge must rest concealed, and be as useless to the world as gold in the mine.
Page 296 - Fleet street has a very animated appearance ; but I think the full tide of human existence is at Charing-cross.
Page 284 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Page 117 - To say truth, there is no part of the world where our sex is treated with so much contempt as in England. I do not complain of men for having engrossed the government ; in excluding us from all degrees of power, they preserve us from many fatigues, many dangers, and perhaps many crimes.
Page 378 - The risk one runs in exploring a coast in these unknown and icy seas, is so very great, that I can be bold enough to say, that no man will' ever venture farther than I have done ; and that the lands which lie to the south will never be explored.
Page 129 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...

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