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Side 4
... leave the Salc - Room unenlivened , save by the tap of our respectable publisher's hammer . On the other hand , should the discern- ing public ( then , in our eyes , doubly dis- cerning ) descry merit , or find amusement , in our ...
... leave the Salc - Room unenlivened , save by the tap of our respectable publisher's hammer . On the other hand , should the discern- ing public ( then , in our eyes , doubly dis- cerning ) descry merit , or find amusement , in our ...
Side 6
... leaves , counted the lines and words , and , with a blank look , assured us that the copy we had supplied , after all the skill which could be employed in spacing , driving out , employing new lines where the sense required none , & c ...
... leaves , counted the lines and words , and , with a blank look , assured us that the copy we had supplied , after all the skill which could be employed in spacing , driving out , employing new lines where the sense required none , & c ...
Side 15
... leave , I shall entitle them , FIFTEEN DAYS IN PARIS at the end of 1816 ; al- though the time it has cost , and must cost me , to acquire half the information respect- ing this capital , which my great coadjutor , Monsieur Quinze Jours ...
... leave , I shall entitle them , FIFTEEN DAYS IN PARIS at the end of 1816 ; al- though the time it has cost , and must cost me , to acquire half the information respect- ing this capital , which my great coadjutor , Monsieur Quinze Jours ...
Side 23
... leave , I will relate to you What happen'd to the beasts , like you oppress'd ? " — " Speak , speak , Fiesco , " cry'd the motley crew . " Weary with anarchy and civil broils , And sadly living on each others spoils , In desperate hope ...
... leave , I will relate to you What happen'd to the beasts , like you oppress'd ? " — " Speak , speak , Fiesco , " cry'd the motley crew . " Weary with anarchy and civil broils , And sadly living on each others spoils , In desperate hope ...
Side 25
... leaving London ; and you have no idea how useful this would be , were the informa- tion correct . It is surprising the indiffer- ence , apathy , and ignorance of John Bull regarding every thing that does not im- mediately concern ...
... leaving London ; and you have no idea how useful this would be , were the informa- tion correct . It is surprising the indiffer- ence , apathy , and ignorance of John Bull regarding every thing that does not im- mediately concern ...
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Side 213 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Side 46 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Side 30 - Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Side 32 - And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol, or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up, Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Side 174 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Side 175 - Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor loved the less For flowering in a wilderness.
Side 33 - In chimney corner seek domestic joys — I love a prince will bid the bottle pass, Exchanging with his subjects glance and glass ; In fitting time, can, gayest of the gay, Keep up the jest, and mingle in the lay — Such Monarchs best our free-born humours suit, But Despots must be stately, stern, and mute.
Side 213 - He, who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him...
Side 175 - Oh ! there are looks and tones that dart An instant sunshine through the heart, — As if the soul that minute caught Some treasure it through life had sought...