Thinks-I-to-myself: A Serio-ludicro, Tragico-comico TaleAnthony Finley, 1812 - 215 strán (strany) |
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Strana 12 - FATHER of all ! in every age, In every clime ador'd, By saint, by savage, and by sage, Jehovah, Jove, or Lord...
Strana 75 - In truth he was a strange and wayward wight, Fond of each gentle, and each dreadful scene, In darkness, and in storm, he found delight : Nor less, than when on ocean-wave serene The southern Sun diffused his dazzling shene.
Strana 131 - Hargrave had much to say upon the subject, ancl filled up many of the papers for them with abundance of ludicrous verses,-— all in the true cant stile of those elegant compositions,— such as, — •' • • • . " Haste, my love, and come away, « This is Hymen's holiday." " 'Tis your's this present to improve, It's worth depends on you;. A trifle if you do not love, A treasure if you do.
Strana 9 - how I am to get home again, I am sure I cannot tell, for I really am thoroughly knocked up.' — Thinks- I-to-myself, my dear mother won't like to hear that ; — but I was mistaken ; for, turning to Mrs Fidget, she said, with the greatest marks of complacency, ' that's good hearing for us ; then we shall have the pleasure of your company to dinner ; Mr Dermont will be delighted, when he comes home, to find you all here.' —
Strana 9 - He is indeed a fine child,' says Mrs Fidget, ' but don't, my dear, do that,' says she, ' you frighten the poor bird.' — As the Miss Fidgets were about to put him down, my mother ventured to assure them, that he would do no harm ; ' Pretty little fellow,' says she,
Strana 103 - Js there a path to pleasure, wealth, or fame, Which sickness, languor, and remorse can tread ? Why, therefore should I doubt, what should I fear ? Why for a moment longer bear my grief ? Behold ! — my great Deliverer is near, — • Immediate as I wish his prompt relief...
Strana 59 - Mandeville and her clashing partner, I had to set corners with her, and turn her : I had determined to give her a little gentle rebuke for her indifference, but when I touched her hand, my tongue cleaved to the roof of my mouth...
Strana 13 - We choose speeches for him, therefore,'*" continues Mrs. Fidget, " in which there are many R's on purpose to conquer the difficulty, if we can; begin again my dear," says she, "and pray remember not to leave out your R R's ;
Strana 16 - Thinks-I-to-myself, now a fig for your friendship, Mrs. Fidget : what, not stay when my mother so earnestly presses it ! not stay, •when she declares your going will mortify my worthy father ! No — nothing would stop them ; away they went ; not however indeed without sundry promises on their part soon to call again, and divers most earnest entreaties on my mother's, on no account to forget it. They were scarce got out of the front door before my father entered : " Are they really all gone at...
Strana 165 - But who the melodies of morn can tell ? — The wild brook babbling down the mountain side ; The lowing herd ; the sheepfold's simple bell ; The pipe of early shepherd dim descried In the lone valley ; echoing far and wide, The clamorous horn along the cliffs above ; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide ; The hum of bees ; the linnet's lay of love ; And the full choir that wakes the universal grove.