The Works: With Memoirs of His Life and Writings by Robert Anderson, Zväzok 6Stirling & Slade, 1820 |
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Strana 1
... wife of Mr. George Barnet , who lived at no great distance from London , had been in town to put her daughter to a boarding school . She had taken a post - chaise , that the chariot might remain for the use of her husband , whose ...
... wife of Mr. George Barnet , who lived at no great distance from London , had been in town to put her daughter to a boarding school . She had taken a post - chaise , that the chariot might remain for the use of her husband , whose ...
Strana 7
... wife , and said , I really wish you would eat a little bit yourself , my dear . ' I believe the parting with our sweet girl has entirely deprived me of appetite ; it is not in my power to eat much ; but , if you please , I will EDWARD . 7.
... wife , and said , I really wish you would eat a little bit yourself , my dear . ' I believe the parting with our sweet girl has entirely deprived me of appetite ; it is not in my power to eat much ; but , if you please , I will EDWARD . 7.
Strana 9
... wife plainly perceived it would be vain to expect that he should , for that day at least , think of any body's misfortune but his own . CHAPTER III . How few , like thee , inquire the wretched out , And court the offices of soft ...
... wife plainly perceived it would be vain to expect that he should , for that day at least , think of any body's misfortune but his own . CHAPTER III . How few , like thee , inquire the wretched out , And court the offices of soft ...
Strana 12
... wife returned ; and when he could eat no more , he presented her a plate of toast , with his usual phrase on like occasions- I really wish you would eat a little bit yourself , my dear . ' • With all my heart , ' said Mrs. Barnet , for ...
... wife returned ; and when he could eat no more , he presented her a plate of toast , with his usual phrase on like occasions- I really wish you would eat a little bit yourself , my dear . ' • With all my heart , ' said Mrs. Barnet , for ...
Strana 13
... wife . • And are you making all this fuss , Jane , about a little friendless vagabond , whom nobody knows ? ' said Mr. Barnet . If this poor boy were known and had friends , he would not stand in need of our protection , ' replied Mrs ...
... wife . • And are you making all this fuss , Jane , about a little friendless vagabond , whom nobody knows ? ' said Mr. Barnet . If this poor boy were known and had friends , he would not stand in need of our protection , ' replied Mrs ...
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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
Populárne pasáže
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.