Eighteenth Century EssaysAustin Dobson K. Paul, Trench & Company, 1888 - 284 psl. |
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... found , that though we drank two bottles a man , we had much more reason to recollect than forget what had passed the night before . [ June 6 , 1710. ] ADVENTURES TATLER ] N ° 8 [ ADDISON ADVENTURES OF A RECOLLECTIONS OF CHILDHOOD .
... found , that though we drank two bottles a man , we had much more reason to recollect than forget what had passed the night before . [ June 6 , 1710. ] ADVENTURES TATLER ] N ° 8 [ ADDISON ADVENTURES OF A RECOLLECTIONS OF CHILDHOOD .
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... drank the king's health . When ' I came again into the world , I found that I had been happier in my retirement than I thought , having ' probably by that means escaped wearing a mon- strous pair of breeches . ' Being now of great ...
... drank the king's health . When ' I came again into the world , I found that I had been happier in my retirement than I thought , having ' probably by that means escaped wearing a mon- strous pair of breeches . ' Being now of great ...
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... Twelve a - clock . Bought a new head to my cane , and a tongue to my buckle . Drank a glass of purl to recover appetite . Two and three . Dined , and slept well . From From four to six . Went to the coffee - ΙΙΟ THE CITIZEN'S JOURNAL .
... Twelve a - clock . Bought a new head to my cane , and a tongue to my buckle . Drank a glass of purl to recover appetite . Two and three . Dined , and slept well . From From four to six . Went to the coffee - ΙΙΟ THE CITIZEN'S JOURNAL .
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... drank small beer with the Grand Vizier . SATURDAY . Waked at eleven , walked in the fields , wind N. E. Twelve . Caught in a shower . One in the Afternoon . Returned home , and dried myself . Two . Mr. Nisby dined with me . First course ...
... drank small beer with the Grand Vizier . SATURDAY . Waked at eleven , walked in the fields , wind N. E. Twelve . Caught in a shower . One in the Afternoon . Returned home , and dried myself . Two . Mr. Nisby dined with me . First course ...
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... Drank two dishes of chocolate in bed , and fell asleep after them . From ten to eleven . Eat a slice of bread and butter , drank a dish of bohea , read the Spectator . From eleven to one . At my toilette , tried a new head . Gave orders ...
... Drank two dishes of chocolate in bed , and fell asleep after them . From ten to eleven . Eat a slice of bread and butter , drank a dish of bohea , read the Spectator . From eleven to one . At my toilette , tried a new head . Gave orders ...
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15 psl. - When first on this delightful land he spreads His orient beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flower, Glistering with dew; fragrant the fertile earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful evening
140 psl. - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
140 psl. - 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 chop-fallen? 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
149 psl. - ... good use of it, and to pay the several legacies, and the gifts of charity, which he told him he had left as quit-rents upon the estate. The captain truly seems a courteous man, though he says but little. He makes much of those whom my master loved, and shows great kindness to the old house-dog, that you know my poor master was so fond of.
263 psl. - He is now in his fifty-sixth year, cheerful, gay, and hearty; keeps a good house both in town and country; a great lover of mankind; but there is such a mirthful cast in his behaviour, that he is rather beloved than esteemed. His tenants grow rich, his servants look satisfied, all the young women profess love to him, and the young men are glad of his company.
74 psl. - ... that I met with in those several regions of of the dead. Most of them recorded nothing else of the buried person, but that he was born upon one day, and died upon another : the whole history of his life being comprehended in those two circumstances, that are common to all mankind.
120 psl. - EPITAPH. ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother : Death, ere thou hast slain another, Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
260 psl. - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jacet...
146 psl. - KNOWING that you was my old master's good friend, I could not forbear sending you the melancholy news of his death, which has afflicted the whole country, as well as his poor servants, who loved him, I may say, better than we did our lives. I am afraid he caught his death the last county...
101 psl. - My hounds are bred out of the Spartan kind, So flew'd, so sanded ; and their heads are hung With ears that sweep away the morning dew ; Crook-knee'd, and dew-lapp'd like Thessalian bulls ; Slow in pursuit, but match'd in mouth like bells, Each under each. A cry more tuneable Was never holla'd to, nor cheer'd with horn, In Crete, in Sparta, nor in Thessaly : Judge when you hear.