Like Master Like Man: A Novel ...

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relief of the author's widow, and sold, 1811
 

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Strana 1 - Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night ' That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...
Strana 232 - Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more, Men were deceivers ever, One foot in sea, and one on shore, To one thing constant never. Then sigh not so, But let them go, And be you blithe and bonny. Converting all your sounds of woe Into Hey nonny, nonny.
Strana 195 - To purchase Heaven has gold the power ( Can gold remove the mortal hour ? In life can Love be bought with gold ? Are Friendship's pleasures to be sold ? No — all that's worth a wish, a thought, Fair Virtue gives, unbrib'd, unbought. Cease then on trash thy hopes to bind, Let nobler views engage thy mind.
Strana 30 - The wind did blow, the cloak did fly Like streamer long and gay, Till loop and button failing both, At last it flew away.
Strana 114 - OVER the mountain, and over the moor, Hungry, and barefoot, I wander forlorn ; My father is dead, and my mother is poor, And she grieves for the days that will never return.
Strana 84 - Th' opprobrious words that I from him have borne. To the liege-lord of my dear native land I owe a subject's homage : but ev'n him And his high arbitration I'd reject. Within my bosom reigns another lord; Honour, sole judge, and umpire of itself. If my free speech offend you, noble Randolph, Revoke your favours, and let Norval go Hence as he came, alone, but not dishonour'd.
Strana 19 - Gravity is a mysterious carriage of the body invented to cover the defects of the mind.
Strana 103 - for this gear. Gra. Thanks, i'faith ; for filence is only commendable In a neat's tongue dry'd, and a maid not vendible.
Strana 144 - d to the sinew of a single arm That strikes for liberty 1 that strikes to save His fields from fire, his infants from the sword, His couch from lust, his daughters from pollution, And his large honours from eternal infamy t What doubt we then ! Shall we, shall we stand here!
Strana 210 - CEASE rude Boreas, blust'ring railer ! List, ye landsmen, all to me, Messmates hear a brother sailor Sing the dangers of the sea; From bounding billows, first in motion, When the distant whirlwinds rise, To the tempest-troubled ocean, Where the seas contend with skies. Hark ! the boatswain hoarsely bawling, By topsail-sheets and haulyards stand ! Down...

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