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 | Charles Lamb - 1879 - 672 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out...already (how could he miss him ?) in the " March to Kinchley," grinning at the pieman — there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, ns... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1879 - 248 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears, for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it), worked themselves out...desolation, that Hogarth but Hogarth has got him already 12 (how could he miss him?) in the March to Finchley, grinning at the pie-man — there he stood, as... | |
 | 1881 - 578 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness s who had been distinguished by the excellence of...genius of Petrarch was scarcely of the first order : an soot - enflamed, yet twinkling through all with such a joy, snatched out of desolation, that Hogarth... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1882 - 464 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out...miss him ?) in the March to Finchley, grinning at the pieman. There he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, as if the jest was to last for ever,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1884 - 546 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out...miss him ?) in the March to Finchley, grinning at the pieman, — there he stood, as he stands in the picture, irremovable, as if the jest was to last forever,... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1885 - 296 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out at the corners of his-poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping, and soot-inflamed, yet twinkling through all with... | |
 | Robert Cochrane - 1887 - 572 sider
...mob, and to a poor j woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out...poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping, and soot - enflamed, yet twinkling i through all with such a joy, snatched oat of desolation, that Hogarth... | |
 | William Hone - 1888 - 876 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out...poor red eyes, red from many a previous weeping, and soolinflamed, yet twinkling throueh all with such a joy, snatched out of desolation, that Hogarth but... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1890 - 246 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears, for the exquisiteness of the fun (so he thought it), worked themselves out...desolation, that Hogarth but Hogarth has got him already 12 (how could he miss him?) in the March to Finchley, grinning at the pie-man— there he stood, as... | |
 | Charles Lamb - 1890 - 584 sider
...mob, and to a poor woman (I suppose his mother) in particular, till the tears for the exquisitoness of the fun (so he thought it) worked themselves out...snatched out of desolation, that Hogarth but Hogarth might endure it, to have remained his butt and his mockery till midnight. I am by theory obdurate to... | |
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