Takings; or, The life of a collegian, a poem [by T. Gaspey] illustr. by 26 etchings from designs by R. Dagley |
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... , I grant , the flower when blown , But exquisitely beautiful the bud ! I love the blossom ! and , with sorrow mute , Behold it fade , though fading into fruit . LIV . Such was Eliza ; now her seventeenth year 20 TAKINGS .
... , I grant , the flower when blown , But exquisitely beautiful the bud ! I love the blossom ! and , with sorrow mute , Behold it fade , though fading into fruit . LIV . Such was Eliza ; now her seventeenth year 20 TAKINGS .
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Richard Dagley, Thomas Gaspey. LIV . Such was Eliza ; now her seventeenth year Scarcely completed . Rich in charms and youth , Not rich beside , but once to Takeall dear ; And dear for loveliness ... Eliza on her brother's arm , CANTO I. 21.
Richard Dagley, Thomas Gaspey. LIV . Such was Eliza ; now her seventeenth year Scarcely completed . Rich in charms and youth , Not rich beside , but once to Takeall dear ; And dear for loveliness ... Eliza on her brother's arm , CANTO I. 21.
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Richard Dagley, Thomas Gaspey. LVII . But when Eliza on her brother's arm , Was fainting borne away , he felt the goad Of conscience . Starting with sincere alarm , He fain had claimed the interesting load . And tried his vigour through ...
Richard Dagley, Thomas Gaspey. LVII . But when Eliza on her brother's arm , Was fainting borne away , he felt the goad Of conscience . Starting with sincere alarm , He fain had claimed the interesting load . And tried his vigour through ...
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... Eliza , Heaven knows where . " LXXIII . And then he thought of the delightful hour , He might have known with either one or ' tother , Near some soft rivulet or shady bower , Had no one thought it right to make a pother ; And still the ...
... Eliza , Heaven knows where . " LXXIII . And then he thought of the delightful hour , He might have known with either one or ' tother , Near some soft rivulet or shady bower , Had no one thought it right to make a pother ; And still the ...
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... Eliza ! we must not forget her ; When we beheld her time the first and last , " Twill be remember'd she was not much better Than Tom seems now , as from the pit she pass'd : And so it is but rational and fair , To let her have a little ...
... Eliza ! we must not forget her ; When we beheld her time the first and last , " Twill be remember'd she was not much better Than Tom seems now , as from the pit she pass'd : And so it is but rational and fair , To let her have a little ...
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Alderman Analysis of Beauty artist Ave Maria Lane bard blush Bosky bosom burst called caricature caricaturist character charms claim comic compell'd Count Ugolino countenance cried dear Delia delight despair distress Eliza END OF CANTO face fame fate fear felt fled Flykite folly gazed give hand happy heart Heaven hero Hogarth Hope hopes and fears humour John Warren kind knew laugh laughter London look'd lover ludicrous in art Margate Marriage A-la-mode melancholy mind Mirth musing ne'er never night o'er Old Bond Street once pain painting pause pencil pleasure poem poet praise profes Published by John pursued R.Dagley rapture Rembrandt rhyme ridicule satire scenes sculp seem'd sire song soon sorrow sought stare Takeall TAKING talents tear tell thing thought Tom's Twas twill WB.Whittaker Wiggins WILLIAM CLOWES wish'd XLVIII XXXVII
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