The Spirit of the Public Journals: Being an Impartial Selection of the Most Exquisite Essays and Jeux D'esprits, Principally Prose, that Appear in the Newspapers and Other Publications, Nide 15Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott James Ridgway, 1812 Being an impartial selection of the most exquisite essays and jeux d'esprits, principally prose, that appear in the newspapers and other publications. |
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... then we never thought him mad , For loathing every cold aquatic . His taste for sparkling liquids craving , Congenial ran with B5 His AN ODE , BY SIR C. B - F - DE . 9 An Ode, by Sir C B-f-de, Bart set to Music Kelly, Esq -
... then we never thought him mad , For loathing every cold aquatic . His taste for sparkling liquids craving , Congenial ran with B5 His AN ODE , BY SIR C. B - F - DE . 9 An Ode, by Sir C B-f-de, Bart set to Music Kelly, Esq -
Sivu 10
... taste for sparkling liquids craving , Congenial ran with yours and mine ; For water set us all a - raving , Whene'er it flow'd instead of wine ! But should he madly yoke - no doubt In penance we must shift our plan ; You , Doctor , will ...
... taste for sparkling liquids craving , Congenial ran with yours and mine ; For water set us all a - raving , Whene'er it flow'd instead of wine ! But should he madly yoke - no doubt In penance we must shift our plan ; You , Doctor , will ...
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... taste for purging , blistering , and bleeding . But ( pro- ceeded Dr. Solid ) , I have little hope that either of these methods will be found practicable : to the for- mer I am afraid the nation would not listen ; and as for the latter ...
... taste for purging , blistering , and bleeding . But ( pro- ceeded Dr. Solid ) , I have little hope that either of these methods will be found practicable : to the for- mer I am afraid the nation would not listen ; and as for the latter ...
Sivu 38
... fainted How sad Jack snatch'd the parting kiss , And bade a long adieu to bliss But , this not hitting with my taste , I to my tale return in haste . " 1 For For Portsmouth now , so fate inclin'd , Jack steers 38 THE WHITE ' HAT . "
... fainted How sad Jack snatch'd the parting kiss , And bade a long adieu to bliss But , this not hitting with my taste , I to my tale return in haste . " 1 For For Portsmouth now , so fate inclin'd , Jack steers 38 THE WHITE ' HAT . "
Sivu 93
... taste . The Arabian Poet has chosen the thought from the original Irish Feast- What stabs and what cuts , What chatt'ring of sticks , What strokes on the guts , What basting and kicks ! What cudgels of oak Well harden'd in flame , A ...
... taste . The Arabian Poet has chosen the thought from the original Irish Feast- What stabs and what cuts , What chatt'ring of sticks , What strokes on the guts , What basting and kicks ! What cudgels of oak Well harden'd in flame , A ...
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Sivu 47 - Here strip, my children! here at once leap in, Here prove who best can dash through thick and thin, And who the most in love of dirt excel, Or dark dexterity of groping well.
Sivu 227 - No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.
Sivu 130 - I NEVER knew a sprightly fair That was not dear to me; And freely I my heart could share With every one I see. It is not this or that alone On whom my choice would fall: I do not more incline to one Than I incline to all. The circle's bounding line are they; Its centre is my heart; My ready love, the equal ray That flows to every part.
Sivu 125 - So, close in poplar shades, (her children gone) The mother nightingale laments alone, Whose nest some prying churl had found, and thence, By stealth, convey'd th
Sivu 198 - NELSON'S closing grave ; How soon to claim the sympathy He gave !) In Him, resentful of another's wrong, The dumb were eloquent, the feeble strong. Truth from his lips a charm celestial drew — Ah, who so mighty and so gentle too ? What tho...
Sivu 253 - AIR. From hardy sports, from manly schools, From Truth's pure lore in Learning's bower* From equal Law alike that rules The people's will, the monarch's power; From Piety, whose soul sincere Fears God, and knows no other fear ; From Loyalty, whose high disdain Turns from the fawning, faithless train ; From deeds the Historian's records show, . Valour's renown, and Freedom's glow, "Tis hence that springs the unconquered fire, That bids to Glory's heights aspire.
Sivu 113 - In all humility we crave, Our Regent may become our slave ; And being so, we trust that he Will thank us for our loyalty. Then, if he'll help us to pull down His father's dignity and crown, We'll make him, in some time to come, The greatest prince in Christendom.
Sivu 198 - Oh say, of Him now rests there but a name ; Wont, as He was, to breathe ethereal flame? Friend of the Absent, Guardian of the Dead ! Who but would here their sacred sorrows shed? (Such as He shed on Nelson's closing grave ; How soon to claim the sympathy He gave !) In Him, resentful of another's wrong, dead ; The dumb were eloquent, the feeble strong.
Sivu 226 - Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind ? On some fond breast the parting soul relies, Some pious drops the closing eye requires...
Sivu 165 - ... battle, Tooth and nail strove to worry him out of his life ; He robb'd him of children, slaves, houses, and cattle, But, mark me, he ne'er thought of taking his wife. But heaven at length Job's forbearance rewards, At length double wealth, double honor arrives, He doubles his children, slaves, houses, and herds, But we don't hear a word of a couple of wives.