Literary Recollections, Zväzok 1

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Longman, Rees, Orme, Brown, and Green, 1830 - 499 strán (strany)
 

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Strana 64 - Or ounce or tiger, hog, or bearded goat, All other parts remaining as they were. And they, so perfect is their misery, Not once perceive their foul disfigurement, But boast themselves more comely than before, And all their friends and native home forget, To roll with pleasure in a sensual sty.
Strana 11 - And portance in my travel's history; Wherein of antres vast and deserts idle, Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven, It was my hint to speak, — such was the process: And of the Cannibals that each other eat, The Anthropophagi, and men whose heads Do grow beneath their shoulders.
Strana 255 - Hampshire extracted from Domesday Book : with an accurate English Translation ; a Preface and an Introduction, containing an Account of this Curious Record, a View of the AngloSaxon History, and Form of Government from the Reign of Alfred, together with a Slight Sketch of the most Material Alterations which the latter underwent at the period of the Conquest, to which is added a Glossary, explanatory of the Obscure and Obsolete Words. By Richard Warner, Junior, of Sway, in the County of Southampton,...
Strana 246 - As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on't: Frailty, thy name is woman!
Strana 219 - I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chapfallen? Now get you to my lady's chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. Prithee, Horatio, tell me one thing. Hor. What's that, my lord? Ham. Dost thou think Alexander looked o' this fashion i
Strana 344 - The misapprehension of Baker's real character was not done away till some time after the death of the old man ; and, considering it as exemplary at the time of his decease, Mr. Gilpin wrote a short epitaph, and had it engraven on...
Strana 98 - Now Grose, like bright Phoebus, has sunk into rest, Society droops for the loss of his jest ; Antiquarian debates unseason'd with mirth, To genius and learning will never give birth. Then wake, brother member, our friend from his sleep, Lest Apollo should frown, and Bacchus should weep.
Strana 189 - Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print; A book's a book, although there's nothing in't.
Strana 313 - ... ancestor the Rev. BERNARD GILPIN. " As to the discharge of his functions, no man could be " more strongly influenced by what he thought the duties '* of it. The motives of convenience, or present interest, " had no kind of weight with him. As the income was " no part of his concern, he only considered the office;
Strana 96 - So saying, with dispatchful looks in haste She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent What choice to choose for delicacy best, What order, so contrived as not to mix Tastes, not well join'd, inelegant, but bring Taste after taste upheld with kindliest change...

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