Court Life Below Stairs: Or, London Under the First Georges, 1714-1760, Volume 3

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Page 288 - Is not a Patron, my Lord, one who looks with unconcern on a man struggling for life in the water and, when he has reached ground, encumbers him with help...
Page 124 - A certain man had two sons : and the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me.
Page 286 - I give my vote for Mr. Johnson to fill that great and arduous post. And I hereby declare that I make a total surrender of all my rights and privileges in the English language, as a free-born British subject, to the said Mr. Johnson, during the term of his dictatorship.
Page 366 - His dress was a rusty brown morning suit, a pair of old shoes by way of slippers, a little shrivelled wig sticking on the top of his head, and the sleeves of his shirt and the knees of his breeches hanging loose. A considerable crowd of people gathered round, and were not a little struck by this singular appearance.
Page 327 - ... he appeared in his shirt, with his little black wig on the top of his head, instead of a nightcap, and a poker in his hand, imagining probably that some ruffians were coming to attack him. When he discovered who they were, and was told their errand, he smiled and with great good humour agreed to their proposal. " What, is it you, you dogs? I'll have a frisk with you.
Page 6 - I found his Royal Highness uncommonly full of princely prejudices, contracted in the nursery, and improved by the society of bed-chamber women, and pages of the back-stairs.
Page 297 - Masters, but he is so dull that he would only be troublesome — and besides you know I shun authors, and would never have been one myself, if it obliged me to keep such bad company. They are always in earnest, and think their profession serious, and dwell upon trifles, and reverence learning.
Page 308 - I have lost my oldest friend and acquaintance, G. Selwyn," writes Walpole to Miss Berry : " I really loved him, not only for his infinite wit, but for a thousand good qualities.
Page 303 - I must even tell you they dress within the bounds of fashion, though fashionably; but without the excrescences and balconies with which modern hoydens overwhelm and barricade their persons.
Page 271 - such stuff as great part of Shakespeare ? only one must not say so ! But what think you? — What? — Is there not sad stuff? What?— what?

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