Roundabout Papers: (from the Cornhill Magazine) To which is Added The Second Funeral of Napoleon; The Four Georges; The English Humorists of the Eighteenth Century; Critical Reviews & Selections from PunchJ. B. Alden, 1883 - 642 pages |
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... father preparing a scold- ing ; absorbed utterly and entirely in his book . What was it that so fascinated the young student , as he stood by the river shore ? Not the Pons Asinorum . What book so delighted him , and blinded him to all ...
... father preparing a scold- ing ; absorbed utterly and entirely in his book . What was it that so fascinated the young student , as he stood by the river shore ? Not the Pons Asinorum . What book so delighted him , and blinded him to all ...
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... father , or the tender pleadings of his mother that he should not let the supper grow cold - I don't believe the scapegrace cared one fig . No ! Figs are sweet , but fictions are sweeter . Have you ever seen a score of white - bearded ...
... father , or the tender pleadings of his mother that he should not let the supper grow cold - I don't believe the scapegrace cared one fig . No ! Figs are sweet , but fictions are sweeter . Have you ever seen a score of white - bearded ...
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... father's face , or the cruel uncle's - which was he ? I think he was the father . So this was the end of them . Not school , as I at first had imagined . The mother was gone , who had given them the heaps of pretty books , and the ...
... father's face , or the cruel uncle's - which was he ? I think he was the father . So this was the end of them . Not school , as I at first had imagined . The mother was gone , who had given them the heaps of pretty books , and the ...
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... father gambled away his money , and sold their clothes ? How came they to have passed out of the hands of a refined lady ( as she evidently was , with whom I first saw them ) into the charge of quite a common woman like her with whom I ...
... father gambled away his money , and sold their clothes ? How came they to have passed out of the hands of a refined lady ( as she evidently was , with whom I first saw them ) into the charge of quite a common woman like her with whom I ...
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... father's decease : but Mr. Brown , the senator from New York , is a silly upstart for tacking Honorable to his name , and our sturdy British good sense laughs at him . Who has not laughed ( I have myself ) at Honorable Nahum Dodge ...
... father's decease : but Mr. Brown , the senator from New York , is a silly upstart for tacking Honorable to his name , and our sturdy British good sense laughs at him . Who has not laughed ( I have myself ) at Honorable Nahum Dodge ...
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Page 543 - Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast and turns the past to pain. In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs - and God has given my share I still had hopes my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband our life's taper at the close And keep the flame from wasting by repose.
Page 543 - Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down ; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose : I still had hopes, for pride attends us still, Amidst the swains to show my...
Page 451 - I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow: when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions and debates of mankind.
Page 482 - Dreading even fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise:~ Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he?
Page 535 - At church, with meek and unaffected grace, His looks adorn'd the venerable place; Truth from his lips prevail'd with double sway, And fools who came to scoff, remain'd to pray.
Page 613 - Stop thief! stop thief! a highwayman!" Not one of them was mute; And all and each that passed that way Did join in the pursuit. And now the turnpike gates again Flew open in short space; The toll-men thinking, as before, That Gilpin rode a race.
Page 452 - When I read the several dates of the tombs, of" some that died yesterday, and some six hundred years ago, I consider that great day when we shall all of us be contemporaries, and make our appearance together.
Page 426 - Soon as the evening shades prevail The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth. Whilst all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Page 522 - It having been observed that there was little hospitality in London ; JOHNSON. " Nay, sir, any man who has a name, or who has the power of pleasing, will be very generally invited in London. The man, Sterne, I have been told, has had engagements for three months." GOLDSMITH.
Page 364 - I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try, The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind, approving eye, Thy meek, attentive ear. But when at morn and eve the star Beholds me on my knee, I feel, though thou art distant far, Thy prayers ascend for me.