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... copy from my own ; And when. Sepulchre . Anchor and Serpent , Royal Exchange . Chequers , Charing Cross . Prince's Arms , Goswell Street . Vine , Kent Street , Southwark . Black Boy , West Smithfield . Purchasers of the book will be glad ...
... copy from my own ; And when. Sepulchre . Anchor and Serpent , Royal Exchange . Chequers , Charing Cross . Prince's Arms , Goswell Street . Vine , Kent Street , Southwark . Black Boy , West Smithfield . Purchasers of the book will be glad ...
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All mouths I copy from my own ; And when I look for eyes I see ' em as I walk abroad , For colour , shape , and size . Very likely this pamphlet was an ephe- meral local production , now quite unknown . BOOKWORM . PEPYS'S DIARY ...
All mouths I copy from my own ; And when I look for eyes I see ' em as I walk abroad , For colour , shape , and size . Very likely this pamphlet was an ephe- meral local production , now quite unknown . BOOKWORM . PEPYS'S DIARY ...
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... copy of Percy's Reliques ' it is 44. Cupid's Solicitor for Love ' ( p . 148 ) . stated that the poem Corydon's Doleful - Richard Crimsall was the author of Knell ' is given , with corrections , from Cupid's Solicitor of Love ...
... copy of Percy's Reliques ' it is 44. Cupid's Solicitor for Love ' ( p . 148 ) . stated that the poem Corydon's Doleful - Richard Crimsall was the author of Knell ' is given , with corrections , from Cupid's Solicitor of Love ...
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... copy of that he was a Dutch lawyer , a clever man , which is in this library . The author states and a linguist . " " He was always in trouble ; never paid any- body , especially his house - rent . On one occasion he had to change his ...
... copy of that he was a Dutch lawyer , a clever man , which is in this library . The author states and a linguist . " " He was always in trouble ; never paid any- body , especially his house - rent . On one occasion he had to change his ...
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... copies in the hands of the London stationers , and the Bishop is requested to search for , find , and suppress them ... copy , signed by Sir Henry Herbert , Master of the Revels , under his own hand . The members of the Council asked ...
... copies in the hands of the London stationers , and the Bishop is requested to search for , find , and suppress them ... copy , signed by Sir Henry Herbert , Master of the Revels , under his own hand . The members of the Council asked ...
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Page 33 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Page 327 - MY heart has thanked thee, Bowles ! for those soft strains Whose sadness soothes me, like the murmuring Of wild-bees in the sunny showers of spring ! For hence not callous to the mourner's pains Through Youth's gay prime and thornless paths I went: And when the mightier throes of mind began, And drove me forth, a...
Page 335 - Man's life is like a winter's day, Some only breakfast, and away ; Others to dinner stay, and are full fed : The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed. Large is his debt who lingers out the day, Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
Page 78 - My whole nature was so penetrated with the grief and humiliation of such considerations, that even now, famous and caressed and happy, I often forget in my dreams that I have a dear wife and children; even that I am a man: and wander desolately back to that time of my life.
Page 64 - I shall pass through this world but once. Any good thing therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any human being, let me do it now. Let me not defer it or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.
Page 78 - The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now; of the shame I felt in my position; of the misery it was to my young heart to believe that day by day what I had learned, and thought, and delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more; cannot be written.
Page 262 - Mizpah ; for he said, The LORD watch between me and thee, when we are absent one from another.
Page 378 - I emphatically direct that I be buried in an inexpensive, unostentatious, and strictly private manner; that no public announcement be made of the time or place of my burial; that at the utmost not more than three plain mourning coaches be employed; and that those who attend my funeral wear no scarf, cloak, black bow, long hat-band, or other such revolting absurdity. I DIRECT that my name be inscribed in plain English letters on my tomb, without the addition of
Page 140 - Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. " My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ?
Page 125 - The East bow'd low before the blast In patient, deep disdain; She let the legions thunder past, And 'plunged in thought again.