Village memoirs: in a series of letters. Literary memoirs, and epistolary correspondence. Poems

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J. B. Nichols, 1828 - France

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Page 403 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys, Is far beyond a prince's delicates, His viands sparkling in a golden cup, His body couched in a curious bed, When care, mistrust, and treason wait on him.
Page 50 - Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord : at the presence of the God of Jacob ; 8 Who turned the hard rock into a standing water : and the flint-stone into a springing well.
Page 49 - The sea saw it, and fled: Jordan was driven back. The mountains skipped like rams, and the little hills like lambs.
Page 326 - I challenge for myself the third. For many years, I spent a month's holidays in London, and never failed to call upon Johnson. I was not only admitted, but welcomed. I conversed with him upon numberless subjects of learning, politics, and common life. I traversed the whole compass...
Page 166 - Paris I had a dancingmaster ; the man was very civil, and on taking leave of him I offered him any service in London. " Then," said the man, bowing, " I should take it as a particular favour if your Lordship would never tell any one of whom you learned to dance.
Page 294 - remainder of my carcase ' (to use his own words) ' may be put into a hole, or crammed into a box with holes, and thrown into the Thames.
Page 227 - Andraste darting, catches from the wreck The roll of fame, claps her ascending plumes, And stamps on orient stars each patriot name, Round her eternal dome. CARACTACUS. Speak ever thus, And I will hear thee, till attention faint In heedless ecstasy. CHORUS. This tho...
Page 296 - Ay, sir, but to die and go we know not where,' &c. — here his morbid melancholy prevailed, and Garrick never spoke so impressively to the heart. Yet, to see him in the evening (though he took nothing stronger than lemonade), a stranger would have concluded that our morning account was a fabrication. No hour was too late to keep him from the tyranny of his own gloomy thoughts. " A gentleman venturing to say to Johnson, ' Sir, I wonder sometimes that you condescend so far as to attend a city club.
Page 57 - Thus every branch of our civil polity supports and is supported, regulates and is regulated, by the rest : for the two houses naturally drawing in two directions of opposite interest, and the prerogative in another still different from them both, they mutually keep each other from exceeding their proper limits...

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