The Works: With Memoirs of His Life and Writings by Robert Anderson, Zväzok 6Stirling & Slade, 1820 |
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Strana 36
... anguish ; but I must beg that you will both leave the room for a few minutes . " Mr. Barnet soon recovered from this complaint ; and al- though in the course of his life he had many attacks of the same nature , he never after could ...
... anguish ; but I must beg that you will both leave the room for a few minutes . " Mr. Barnet soon recovered from this complaint ; and al- though in the course of his life he had many attacks of the same nature , he never after could ...
Strana 104
... anguish ; but - but - Oh ! I am very unhappy . ? 6 Nay , my dear , ' said Mrs. Barnet , moved by the dis- tress in which she saw the boy ; there is no need to be very unhappy ; it was natural for you to imagine I should be uneasy at the ...
... anguish ; but - but - Oh ! I am very unhappy . ? 6 Nay , my dear , ' said Mrs. Barnet , moved by the dis- tress in which she saw the boy ; there is no need to be very unhappy ; it was natural for you to imagine I should be uneasy at the ...
Strana 117
... anguish , and delight in blood , Is what your horrid bosoms never knew . THOMSON . HAD Lord Fillagree's ill habits been less confirmed , or had he remained longer than he did at the school where he was now placed , he might have reaped ...
... anguish , and delight in blood , Is what your horrid bosoms never knew . THOMSON . HAD Lord Fillagree's ill habits been less confirmed , or had he remained longer than he did at the school where he was now placed , he might have reaped ...
Strana 352
... anguish that he dissolved into a flood of tears . The thought of his having lost Clifton's friendship had never produced the same effect on Edward ; not because he was endowed with less sensibility ; for a heart more exquisite- ly alive ...
... anguish that he dissolved into a flood of tears . The thought of his having lost Clifton's friendship had never produced the same effect on Edward ; not because he was endowed with less sensibility ; for a heart more exquisite- ly alive ...
Strana 382
... Anguish , which was the name of his wife . Mr. Anguish was a man of good sense , agreeable man- ners , and a genteel appearance . All those qualities , no doubt , had some weight in forwarding his suit ; but it was supposed , that the ...
... Anguish , which was the name of his wife . Mr. Anguish was a man of good sense , agreeable man- ners , and a genteel appearance . All those qualities , no doubt , had some weight in forwarding his suit ; but it was supposed , that the ...
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acquaintance agreeable Anguish answered apothecary arrived Barnet-hall beauty Carnaby Caroline CHAPTER child Clifton Colonel Snug conversation cried daugh daughter dear declared desired dinner doctor Edward England father favour Fillagree fond footman fortune Frankvil gave gentleman give gout Grafton Grimstone guineas happy heard heart honour hope husband imagined informed knew Lady Bab Lady Virginia ladyship letter lived London look Lord lordship Louisa madam maid manner marriage married Mawkish mentioned mind Miss Barnet Miss Huntly morning mother nature neral never Nevile obliged observed occasion opinion perceived person pleasure poor port wine postillion Pray present racter reason received rejoined rendered replied resumed seemed shew Shuffle Sir Charles Royston Sir Mathew Sir Robert soldier soon spect taste Temple thing thought tion told took uneasiness valet Waller wife wish Wormwood young lady young lord youth
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Strana 124 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Strana 105 - The chariest maid is prodigal enough, If she unmask her beauty to the moon : Virtue itself 'scapes not calumnious strokes : The canker galls the infants of the spring Too oft before their buttons be disclosed, And in the morn and liquid dew of youth Contagious blastments are most imminent.
Strana 72 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shoulder'd his crutch, and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learn'd to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe ; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Strana 142 - Their only labour was to kill the time; And labour dire it is, and weary woe. They sit, they loll, turn o'er some idle rhyme; Then, rising sudden, to the glass they go, Or saunter forth, with tottering step and slow: This soon too rude an exercise they find; Straight on the couch their limbs again they throw, -Where hours on hours they sighing lie reclin'd, And court the vapoury god soft-breathing in the wind.
Strana 288 - Faults in the life breed errors in the brain, And these, reciprocally, those again. The mind and conduct mutually imprint And stamp their image in each other's mint ; Each sire and dam, of an infernal race, Begetting and conceiving all that's base.
Strana 107 - Which, by remembrance, will assuage Grief, sickness, poverty, and age; And strongly shoot a radiant dart To shine through life's declining part. Say, Stella, feel you no content, Reflecting on a life well spent?
Strana 135 - Secure us kindly in our native night. Or, if to wit a coxcomb make pretence, Guard the sure barrier between that and sense; Or quite unravel all the reas'ning thread, And hang some curious cobweb in its stead! As, forced from wind-guns, lead itself can fly, And pond'rous slugs cut swiftly through the sky...
Strana 154 - Yea even that, which mischief meant most harm, Shall in the happy trial prove most glory : But evil on itself shall back recoil, And mix no more with goodness, when at last...
Strana 466 - Tho' they may gang a kennin wrang, To step aside is human : One point must still be greatly dark, The moving Why they do it ; And just as lamely can ye mark, How far perhaps they rue it. Who made the heart, 'tis He alone Decidedly can try us, He knows each chord its various tone, Each spring its various bias : Then at the balance let's be mute, We never can adjust it ; What's done we partly may compute, But know not what's resisted.
Strana 32 - Yet all this availeth me nothing, so long as I see Mordecai the Jew sitting at the king's gate.