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A name given to the English Parliament which assembled at London , April 5 ,
1614 , and was dissolved on the 6th of the following June . It was so called
because it remonstrated with the king on his levying “ benevolences , " and
passed no ...
A name given to the English Parliament which assembled at London , April 5 ,
1614 , and was dissolved on the 6th of the following June . It was so called
because it remonstrated with the king on his levying “ benevolences , " and
passed no ...
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JOHN BARLEYCORN has given his very heart to this liquor [ the “ Archdeacon " ]
: it is a superior kind of ale , the Prince of Ales , with a richer flavour and a
mightier spirit than you can find elsewhere in this weary world . - HAWTHORNE .
JOHN BARLEYCORN has given his very heart to this liquor [ the “ Archdeacon " ]
: it is a superior kind of ale , the Prince of Ales , with a richer flavour and a
mightier spirit than you can find elsewhere in this weary world . - HAWTHORNE .
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A name given to the celebrated Oriental plague that devastated Europe during
the 14th century . Black Monday . - A memorable Easter Monday in 13 . 51 , very
dark and misty . A great deal of hail fell , and the cold was so extreme that many ...
A name given to the celebrated Oriental plague that devastated Europe during
the 14th century . Black Monday . - A memorable Easter Monday in 13 . 51 , very
dark and misty . A great deal of hail fell , and the cold was so extreme that many ...
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Of this nom de plume he has given the following account :“ Boz , my signature in
the Morning Chronicle , ' was the nickname of a pet child , younger brother ,
whom I had dubbed Moses , in honour of the Vicar of Wakefield , ' which , being ...
Of this nom de plume he has given the following account :“ Boz , my signature in
the Morning Chronicle , ' was the nickname of a pet child , younger brother ,
whom I had dubbed Moses , in honour of the Vicar of Wakefield , ' which , being ...
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A name given to editions of the so - called Genevan Bible ( first printed at Geneva
, by Rowland Hall , 1560 , in 4to ) , from the peculiar rendering of Gen . iii . 7 .
Brevity . - BREVITY is the soul of wit , And tediousness the limbs and outward ...
A name given to editions of the so - called Genevan Bible ( first printed at Geneva
, by Rowland Hall , 1560 , in 4to ) , from the peculiar rendering of Gen . iii . 7 .
Brevity . - BREVITY is the soul of wit , And tediousness the limbs and outward ...
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Page 25 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the Queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision. I saw her just above the horizon, decorating and cheering the elevated sphere she just began to move in— glittering like the morning star, full of life, and splendour, and joy.
Page 76 - tis no matter; honour pricks me on. Yea, but how if honour prick me off when I come on? how then? Can honour set to a leg? No. Or an arm? No. Or take away the grief of a wound? No. Honour hath no skill in surgery then? No. What is honour? A word. What is that word honour? Air. A trim reckoning ! Who hath it? He that died o
Page 186 - Heaven doth with us as we with torches do: Not light them for themselves ; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not.
Page 164 - And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel And shining morning face, creeping like snail Unwillingly to school. And then the lover, Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad Made to his mistress
Page 163 - I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood ; Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres; Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood : — List, list, O list!
Page 130 - And I have loved thee, Ocean ! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward : from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight ; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
Page 173 - I'll example you with thievery: The sun's a thief, and with his great attraction Robs the vast sea: the moon's an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun...
Page 107 - AWAKE, my St John ! leave all meaner things To low ambition, and the pride of kings. Let us (since life can little more supply Than just to look about us and to die) Expatiate free o'er all this scene of Man ; A mighty maze ! but not without a plan ; A wild, where weeds and flowers promiscuous shoot ; Or garden, tempting with forbidden fruit.
Page 93 - Life ! we've been long together Through pleasant and through cloudy weather; 'Tis hard. to part when friends are dear — Perhaps 'twill cost a sigh, a tear; — Then steal away, give little warning, Choose thine own time; Say not Good Night, — but in some brighter clime Bid me Good Morning.
Page 139 - O, how wretched Is that poor man that hangs on princes' favours ! There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to, That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin, More pangs and fears than wars or women have; And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer, Never to hope again.