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... sorry you should think me capable of ever being so dissipé , so evaporé , as not to be in a condition of relishing anything you could say to me . And now , if you have a mind to make your peace with me , arouse ye from your megrims and ...
... sorry you should think me capable of ever being so dissipé , so evaporé , as not to be in a condition of relishing anything you could say to me . And now , if you have a mind to make your peace with me , arouse ye from your megrims and ...
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... sorry to have this opportunity of seeing the place in the world that best deserves it . Besides as the Pope ( who is eighty - eight , and has been lately at the point of death ) cannot probably last a great while , perhaps we may have ...
... sorry to have this opportunity of seeing the place in the world that best deserves it . Besides as the Pope ( who is eighty - eight , and has been lately at the point of death ) cannot probably last a great while , perhaps we may have ...
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... sorry to think of leaving it in a week for Parma , although it be The happy country where huge cheeses grow . XXIV . TO MRS . DOROTHY GRAY . Bologna , December 9 , N. S. , 1739 . OUR journey hither has taken up much less time than I ...
... sorry to think of leaving it in a week for Parma , although it be The happy country where huge cheeses grow . XXIV . TO MRS . DOROTHY GRAY . Bologna , December 9 , N. S. , 1739 . OUR journey hither has taken up much less time than I ...
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... sorry he staid so little a while in Rome . I forget Porto Bello all this while ; pray let us know where it is , and whether you or Asheton had any hand in the taking of it . Duty to the Admiral . Adieu ! -Ever yours , T. GRAY . XXXII ...
... sorry he staid so little a while in Rome . I forget Porto Bello all this while ; pray let us know where it is , and whether you or Asheton had any hand in the taking of it . Duty to the Admiral . Adieu ! -Ever yours , T. GRAY . XXXII ...
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... sorry I am for your illness , but , I hope , it is too late to be sorry now . I can only say , that I really was very sorry . May you live a hundred Christmases , and collars of brawn stuck with rosemary . sincerely yours , eat as many ...
... sorry I am for your illness , but , I hope , it is too late to be sorry now . I can only say , that I really was very sorry . May you live a hundred Christmases , and collars of brawn stuck with rosemary . sincerely yours , eat as many ...
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acquaintance Adieu admire Amst Antistrophe appear beautiful believe best compliments Brown called Cambridge Caractacus church College Comédie Française Conyers Middleton DEAR DOCTOR-I DEAR MASON-I dear Sir desire Dodsley Duke edition Elidurus eyes famous Florence fortnight give glad gout Gray's head hear heard hither honour hope HORACE WALPOLE imagine JAMES BROWN journey King Lady letter lines live London Lord master mention miles mountains Naples never night obliged opinion pass Pembroke Pembroke College perhaps Peterhouse Pindar pleasure Poems Pray printed published RICHARD WEST Rome seen shew sincerely Sir John Mordaunt soon sorry sort spirit stanza Stoke Stonhewer suppose sure Syphax Tacitus talk tell thing THOMAS WHARTON thought told town Tuthill verse Walpole's week WILLIAM MASON wish wonder word write wrote
Popular passages
Page 3 - But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Page 107 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world, scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable, That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Page 269 - A voice as of the cherub-choir Gales from blooming Eden bear, And distant warblings lessen on my ear That lost in long futurity expire. Fond impious man, think'st thou yon sanguine cloud...
Page 267 - Fill high the sparkling bowl, The rich repast prepare; Reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast: Close by the regal chair Fell Thirst and Famine scowl A baleful smile upon their baffled guest. Heard ye the din of battle bray, Lance to lance, and horse to horse ? Long years of havock urge their destined course, And thro' the kindred squadrons mow their way.
Page 344 - The office itself has always humbled the professor hitherto (even in an age when kings were somebody), if he were a poor writer by making him more conspicuous, and if he were a good one by setting him at war with the little fry of his own profession, for there are poets little enough to envy even a poet-laureat.
Page 268 - What strings symphonious tremble in the air. What strains of vocal transport round her play ? Hear from the grave, great Taliessin, hear : They breathe a soul to animate thy clay.
Page 266 - Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye afford A tear to grace his obsequies ! Is the sable warrior fled ? — Thy son is gone ; he rests among the dead.
Page 267 - Edward, lo ! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof, the thread is spun !) Half of thy heart we consecrate ; (The web is wove, the work is done...
Page 105 - The incidents are ill laid and without invention ; but the characters have a great deal of nature, which always pleases even in her lowest shapes. Parson Adams is perfectly well ; so is Mrs. Slipslop, and the story of Wilson ; and throughout he shews himself well read in Stage-Coaches, Country Squires, Inns, and Inns of Court.
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