The Port Folio, Bind 2Editor and Asbury Dickens, 1809 |
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Side 7
... spirit of his author's sentiments , as well as into the meaning of his words , he will not fail to deliver the words in properly varied notes , unless the natural inflexions of his voice be vitiated or distorted by provicial tones or ...
... spirit of his author's sentiments , as well as into the meaning of his words , he will not fail to deliver the words in properly varied notes , unless the natural inflexions of his voice be vitiated or distorted by provicial tones or ...
Side 26
... spirit , the soul of the comedy : the play was made for Falstaff , and not Falstaff for the play . As the players do not keep counsel , Sir John very candidly unfolds his own character and that of his companions . On Pistol's ...
... spirit , the soul of the comedy : the play was made for Falstaff , and not Falstaff for the play . As the players do not keep counsel , Sir John very candidly unfolds his own character and that of his companions . On Pistol's ...
Side 27
... spirit of gallantry and devotion . * These effusions contain three essential requisites for a billet doux , and therefore may be considered admirable of their kind . In the first place , they are absolute nonsense ; secondly , they are ...
... spirit of gallantry and devotion . * These effusions contain three essential requisites for a billet doux , and therefore may be considered admirable of their kind . In the first place , they are absolute nonsense ; secondly , they are ...
Side 49
... spirit be present with us , still the body is absent . We can secure the sad relics of a Nelson ; but those of an Abercrombie , or a Moore , are com signed to the custody of their enemies . Grave - the guardian of their dust ! Grave ...
... spirit be present with us , still the body is absent . We can secure the sad relics of a Nelson ; but those of an Abercrombie , or a Moore , are com signed to the custody of their enemies . Grave - the guardian of their dust ! Grave ...
Side 55
... spirit that has ex- isted in favour of those useful undertakings , turnpikes . In a country affording such an endless variety of modes of employing money advan- tageously , it would be insanity to expect that any very considerable ...
... spirit that has ex- isted in favour of those useful undertakings , turnpikes . In a country affording such an endless variety of modes of employing money advan- tageously , it would be insanity to expect that any very considerable ...
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Side 249 - My liege, and madam, — to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time, Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time. Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief...
Side 169 - Again ! again ! again ! And the havoc did not slack, Till a feeble cheer the Dane To our cheering sent us back; — Their shots along the deep slowly boom: Then ceased — and all is wail, As they strike the shattered sail, Or in conflagration pale Light the gloom.
Side 229 - It is now sixteen or seventeen years since I saw the queen of France, then the dauphiness, at Versailles; and surely never lighted on this orb, which she hardly seemed to touch, a more delightful vision.
Side 65 - A damn'd defeat was made. Am I a coward ? Who calls me villain ? breaks my pate across ? Plucks off my beard, and blows it in my face ? Tweaks me by the nose ? gives me the lie i' the throat, As deep as to the lungs ? Who does me this ? Ha!
Side 168 - Ye Mariners of England That guard our native seas, Whose flag has braved a thousand years The battle and the breeze ! Your glorious standard launch again To match another foe, And sweep through the deep, While the stormy winds do blow ; While the battle rages loud and long, And the stormy winds do blow.
Side 166 - Forbid not thee to weep : Nor will the Christian host, Nor will thy father's spirit grieve, To see thee, on the battle's eve, Lamenting, take a mournful leave Of her who loved thee most : She was the rainbow to thy sight ! Thy sun — thy heaven — of lost delight ! ' To-morrow let us do or die. But when the bolt of death is hurled, Ah ! whither then with thee to fly, Shall Outalissi roam the world ? Seek we thy once-loved home...
Side 67 - Of thinking too precisely on the event, A thought which quarter'd, hath but one part wisdom And ever three parts coward, I do not know Why yet I live to say ' This thing's to do;' Sith I have cause and will and strength and means To do't.
Side 536 - Vice is a monster of so frightful mien, As, to be hated, needs but to be seen; Yet seen too oft, familiar with her face, We first endure, then pity, then embrace.
Side 249 - tis true : 'tis true, 'tis pity ; And pity 'tis, 'tis true : a foolish figure ; But farewel it, for I will use no art. Mad let us grant him then: and now remains, That we find out the cause of this effect; Or, rather say, the cause of this defect ; For this effect, defective, comes by cause: Thus it remains, and the remainder thus.
Side 169 - Now here let us place the gray stone of her cairn ; Why speak ye no word ! " — said Glenara the stern. " And tell me, I charge you ! ye clan of my spouse, Why fold ye your mantles, why cloud ye your brows?