Heads of the People: Or, Portraits of the English, àÅèÁ·Õè 1R. Tyas, 1840 |
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... cries out in the market - place , that " honesty is the best policy , " grasps his cudgel , looks loftily about him , swelling with the magnificence of the apothegm , and strides away to his beef and ale , with an almost over- whelming ...
... cries out in the market - place , that " honesty is the best policy , " grasps his cudgel , looks loftily about him , swelling with the magnificence of the apothegm , and strides away to his beef and ale , with an almost over- whelming ...
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... cried our friend , with a look of sur- prise and inquiry . " Cut ! why , it is now fifteen years that I have had these corns . " There spoke John Bull : though he shall be almost at a stand - still , lame with corns , yet what a roaring ...
... cried our friend , with a look of sur- prise and inquiry . " Cut ! why , it is now fifteen years that I have had these corns . " There spoke John Bull : though he shall be almost at a stand - still , lame with corns , yet what a roaring ...
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... cries our Diner - Out ; and as that wise philosopher , Sir Thomas Browne , made it his boast , that he could say his prayers with either Turk or Levite , so would our real Diner- Out manifest the greatness of his heart , and the ...
... cries our Diner - Out ; and as that wise philosopher , Sir Thomas Browne , made it his boast , that he could say his prayers with either Turk or Levite , so would our real Diner- Out manifest the greatness of his heart , and the ...
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... cried Gre- gory , as he entered the drawing - room . " My love ! " exclaimed Mrs. Grayson . " My dear papa ! " duetted the girls ; but there was something in the husband and father's face , that told the three ladies it would be worse ...
... cried Gre- gory , as he entered the drawing - room . " My love ! " exclaimed Mrs. Grayson . " My dear papa ! " duetted the girls ; but there was something in the husband and father's face , that told the three ladies it would be worse ...
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... cried Lightly ; " no , not quite such a fool as Berners . Why , he'd plant an apple tree , and then , order the dough to be made for the dumplings . " " And you , " retorted Grayson , " would peel the apples when they were sowing the ...
... cried Lightly ; " no , not quite such a fool as Berners . Why , he'd plant an apple tree , and then , order the dough to be made for the dumplings . " " And you , " retorted Grayson , " would peel the apples when they were sowing the ...
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˹éÒ 367 - Behold, thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the earth ; and from thy face shall I be hid ; and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond in the earth; and it shall come to pass, that every one that findeth me shall slay me.
˹éÒ 29 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
˹éÒ 338 - Here lies our Sovereign Lord the King, Whose word no man relies on ; Who never said a foolish thing, And never did a wise one.
˹éÒ 337 - All things in common nature should produce Without sweat or endeavour : treason, felony, Sword, pike, knife, gun, or need of any engine, Would I not have ; but nature should bring forth, Of its own kind, all foison, all abundance, To feed my innocent people.
˹éÒ 369 - And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus, that all the world should be taxed.
˹éÒ 290 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
˹éÒ 233 - Now the bright morning-star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth, and youth, and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And...
˹éÒ 205 - Sages, do not think my prayer Bespeaks unseemly forwardness — send me ! The coarsest reed that trembles in the marsh, If Heaven select it for its instrument, May shed celestial music on the breeze, As clearly as the pipe whose virgin gold Befits the lip of Phoebus ; — ye are wise ; And needed by your country ; ye are fathers ! I am a lone stray thing, whose little life By strangers...
˹éÒ 75 - The grave Sir Gilbert holds it for a rule That every man in want is knave or fool : " God cannot love" (says Blunt, with tearless eyes) " The wretch he starves" — and piously denies: But the good bishop, with a meeker air, Admits, and leaves them, Providence's care.
˹éÒ 282 - I have given suck, and know How tender 'tis to love the babe that milks me: I would, while it was smiling in my face, Have pluck'd my nipple from his boneless gums, And dash'd the brains out, had I so sworn as you Have done to this.