Histoire de la littérature anglaise, Volume 3

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Page 413 - I was thus musing, I cast my eyes towards the summit of a rock that was not far from me, where I discovered one in the habit of a shepherd, with a little musical instrument in his hand.
Page 401 - The acting lion at present is, as I am informed, a country gentleman, who does it for his diversion, but desires his name may be concealed. He says, very handsomely, in his own excuse, that he does not act for gain ; that he indulges an innocent pleasure in it ; and that it is better to pass away an evening in this manner than in gaming and drink-ing...
Page 416 - Look no more, said he, on Man in the first Stage of his Existence, in his setting out for Eternity; but cast thine Eye on that thick Mist into which the Tide bears the several Generations of...
Page 229 - Un homme né chrétien et Français se trouve contraint dans la satire : les grands sujets lui sont défendus ; il les entame quelquefois , et se détourne ensuite sur de petites choses, qu'il relève par la beauté de son génie et de son style.
Page 417 - I gazed with inexpressible pleasure on these happy islands. At length said I, ' Show me now, I beseech thee, the secrets that lie hid under those dark clouds which cover the ocean on the other side of the rock of adamant.' The genius making me no answer, I turned about to address myself to him a second time, but I found that he had left me; I then turned again to the vision which I had been so long contemplating, but instead of the rolling tide, the arched bridge, and the happy islands, I saw nothing...
Page 86 - Then if we write not by each post, Think not we are unkind; Nor yet conclude our ships are lost By Dutchmen or by wind: Our tears we'll send a speedier way, The tide shall bring them twice a day-^ With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Page 86 - To pass our tedious hours away We throw a merry main, Or else at serious ombre play; But why should we in vain Each other's ruin thus pursue ? We were undone when we left you — With a fa, la, la, la, la.
Page 236 - Sworn by his sire a mortal foe to Rome; So Shadwell swore, nor should his vow be vain, That he till death true dulness would maintain; And, in his father's right, and realm's defence. Ne'er to have peace with wit, nor truce with sense.
Page 260 - Un ministre ne songe qu'à triompher de son adversaire dans la chambre basse; et pourvu qu'il en vienne à bout, il vendroit l'Angleterre et toutes les puissances du monde.
Page 214 - Now I'll be a senator again, and thy lover, little Nicky Nacky ! [He sits by her.] Ah, toad, toad, toad, toad ! spit in my face a little, Nacky— spit in my face, pr'ythee spit in my face, never so little : spit but a little bit- — spit, spit, spit, spit, when you are bid, I say; do, pr'ythee spit — now, now, now spit.

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