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, Bind 16Charles Molloy Westmacott James Ridgway, 1813 |
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... poor little animal roused the maternal affec- tion of the sow , and set the fox - dog , the terrier , the Newfoundland bitch , and the mastiff , a - barking . The noise of the sow , the pig , and the dogs , with the re- port of the gun ...
... poor little animal roused the maternal affec- tion of the sow , and set the fox - dog , the terrier , the Newfoundland bitch , and the mastiff , a - barking . The noise of the sow , the pig , and the dogs , with the re- port of the gun ...
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... poor object of Commiseration refused for a long time to take any food ; and such were the effects which sorrow hadi upon her countenance , that she was called by all those who lived near her paternal dwelling , " the Queen of Grief . An ...
... poor object of Commiseration refused for a long time to take any food ; and such were the effects which sorrow hadi upon her countenance , that she was called by all those who lived near her paternal dwelling , " the Queen of Grief . An ...
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... poor , Nor have you a penny to spend . SIMPLE PAT . [ From the same . ] IN London , poor Pat , having spent harvest wages , Soon felt , to his grief , how an empty paunch rages And , puzzled in pate how to conjure a dinner , On loan ...
... poor , Nor have you a penny to spend . SIMPLE PAT . [ From the same . ] IN London , poor Pat , having spent harvest wages , Soon felt , to his grief , how an empty paunch rages And , puzzled in pate how to conjure a dinner , On loan ...
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... poor Frigate stoop To give my presence something like eclat , And reconcile the people to the war ; But beat , ye rascals , all flew , ( in my mind , ) Before the foe , like chaff before the wind . Why , I could almost think ye all were ...
... poor Frigate stoop To give my presence something like eclat , And reconcile the people to the war ; But beat , ye rascals , all flew , ( in my mind , ) Before the foe , like chaff before the wind . Why , I could almost think ye all were ...
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... poor fellows own , They really can't tell , For there's nothing to steal , Unless it be timber and stone . But reports are afloat , That a lady of note , Who of chemical skill justly brags Finding Threadneedle Street To The magnificent ...
... poor fellows own , They really can't tell , For there's nothing to steal , Unless it be timber and stone . But reports are afloat , That a lady of note , Who of chemical skill justly brags Finding Threadneedle Street To The magnificent ...
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The Spirit of the Public Journals, Bind 12 Stephen Jones,Charles Molloy Westmacott Fuld visning - 1809 |
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appear Bill blue riband BONEY breeches British Press Bull Buonaparte called cried dæmons dear Doctor Don Philip Dublin Duke e'en EDITOR EPIGRAM eyes fame fashion fortune friends gentlemen give glory grace Guinea hand head hear heart honest honour hope humble Ireland Irish John Bull King KING OF NAPLES King of Rome Lady late leave length Liberty look Lord Lord Castlereagh Lord Wellington MAIGRE Manager Master means mind Miss Rag Morning Chronicle Morning Herald Morning Post ne'er never night nose o'er Paddy paper patriot person plac'd poet Pole political poor Prince RADZIVIL Rose Royal Sept shillings ship soon soul speeches spirit Street sublime sure taste tell Theatre thing thou thought Threadneedle Street told took trade Treasury UNIVE watchmen WAYISMS wish young
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Side 301 - The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea, The plowman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds; Save that from yonder ivy-mantled...
Side 328 - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
Side 173 - But, I remember, when the fight was done, When I was dry with rage, and extreme toil, Breathless and faint, leaning upon my sword, Came there a certain lord, neat, and trimly dress'd, Fresh as a bridegroom ; and his chin, new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home : He was perfumed like a milliner, And 'twixt his finger and his thumb he held A pouncet-box6, which ever and anon He gave his nose, and took't away again ; Who, therewith angry, when it next came there...
Side 221 - Because it is a slender thing of wood, That up and down its awkward arm doth sway, And coolly spout and spout and spout away, In one weak, washy, everlasting flood ! EPIGRAM.
Side 133 - Those villains, the Weavers, are all grown refractory, Asking some succour for Charity's sake So hang them in clusters round each Manufactory, That will at once put an end to mistake.
Side 133 - Twill save all the Government's money and meat: Men are more easily made than machinery Stockings fetch better prices than lives Gibbets on Sherwood will heighten the scenery, Showing how Commerce, how Liberty thrives!
Side 185 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...
Side 244 - Awoke ev'ry voice of the lake and the vale, With the harp and the lute, and the lyre; When Justice uplifted her adamant shield, And Valour and Freedom illumin'd the field, With a sword and a plumage of fire ! Gone are the days when our warriors brave Bounded the surge of the ocean wave, When the Chief of tb* hills held his banner of green, And the Shamrock and Harp on that banner were seen.
Side 328 - The many rend the skies with loud applause ; So Love was crown'd, but Music won the cause. The prince, unable to conceal his pain, Gaz'd on the fair Who caus'd his care, And sigh'd and look'd, sigh'd and look'd, Sigh'd and look'd, and sigh'd again : At length, with love and wine at once oppress'd, The vanquish'd victor sunk upon her breast.
Side 68 - OFT had Britannia sought, midst dire alarms, Divine protection for her sons in arms : Generous and brave, tho' not from vices free, Britons from heaven receiv'da mix'd decree ; To crown their merits, but to check their pride, God gave them Victory, but NELSON died.