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... don't love this thing or that . " Oh , ' t is dreadful ! ' 1 1 Walpole to Chute , 20 August . 1743. Mr. John Chute was a friend whom Walpole had made at Florence , and - - 6 But even Houghton , with its endless 68 Horace Walpole :
... don't love this thing or that . " Oh , ' t is dreadful ! ' 1 1 Walpole to Chute , 20 August . 1743. Mr. John Chute was a friend whom Walpole had made at Florence , and - - 6 But even Houghton , with its endless 68 Horace Walpole :
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... August , 1743 , it must have been written before that date ; but it was not actually published until 1747 , and then only to give away . Another enlarged and more accurate edition was issued in 1752 , and it was finally reprinted in the ...
... August , 1743 , it must have been written before that date ; but it was not actually published until 1747 , and then only to give away . Another enlarged and more accurate edition was issued in 1752 , and it was finally reprinted in the ...
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... August Walpole reports to Mann that there is a procla- mation out for apprehending the Pretender's son , ' who had landed in July ; in September he is marching on Edinburgh . Ten days later the writer is speculating half ruefully upon ...
... August Walpole reports to Mann that there is a procla- mation out for apprehending the Pretender's son , ' who had landed in July ; in September he is marching on Edinburgh . Ten days later the writer is speculating half ruefully upon ...
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... August , before he left the Tower , Balmerino drank a bumper to King James ; how he wore his rebellious regimentals ( blue and red ) over a flannel waistcoat and his shroud ; how , embrac- ing Lord Kilmarnock , he said , ' My Lord , I ...
... August , before he left the Tower , Balmerino drank a bumper to King James ; how he wore his rebellious regimentals ( blue and red ) over a flannel waistcoat and his shroud ; how , embrac- ing Lord Kilmarnock , he said , ' My Lord , I ...
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... August , 1746. Gray , who was at the trial , also mentions Balmerino , not so enthusiasti- cally . He is an old soldier - like man , of a vulgar manner and aspect , speaks the broadest Scotch , and shews an intrepidity , that some ...
... August , 1746. Gray , who was at the trial , also mentions Balmerino , not so enthusiasti- cally . He is an old soldier - like man , of a vulgar manner and aspect , speaks the broadest Scotch , and shews an intrepidity , that some ...
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Page 307 - The glory of Lebanon shall come unto thee, the fir tree, the pine tree, and the box together, to beautify the place of my sanctuary; and I will make the place of my feet glorious.
Page 134 - I agree with you most absolutely in your opinion about Gray ; he is the worst company in the world. From a melancholy turn, from living reclusely, and from a little too much dignity, he never converses easily ; all his words are measured and chosen, and formed into sentences ; his writings are admirable; he himself is not agreeable...
Page 178 - Versailles; gives suppers twice a- week; has everything new read to her ; makes new songs and epigrams, ay, admirably, and remembers every one that has been made these fourscore years. She corresponds with Voltaire, dictates charming letters to him, contradicts him, is no bigot to him or anybody, and laughs both at the clergy and the philosophers.
Page 108 - You perceive by my date that I am got into a new camp, and have left my tub at Windsor. It is a little play-thinghouse that I got out of Mrs. Chenevix's shop, and is the prettiest bauble you ever saw. It is set in enamelled meadows, with filigree hedges : A small Euphrates through the piece is roll'd, And little finches wave their wings in gold.
Page 15 - I can't say I am sorry I was never quite a schoolboy : an expedition against bargemen, or a match at cricket, may be very pretty things to recollect ; but, thank my stars, I can remember things that are very near as pretty.
Page 163 - We take it for a translation; and should believe it to be a true story, if it were not for St.
Page 135 - Gaz'd on the lake below. Her conscious tail her joy declar'd ; The fair round face, the snowy beard, The velvet of her paws, Her coat, that with the tortoise vies, Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes, She saw ; and purr'd...
Page 131 - ... whole air of our party was sufficient, as you will easily imagine, to take up the whole attention of the garden ; so much so, that from eleven o'clock till half an hour after one we had the whole concourse round our booth : at last, they came into the little gardens of each booth on the sides of ours, till Harry Vane took up a bumper, and drank their healths, and was proceeding to treat them with still greater freedom. It was three o'clock before we got home.
Page 39 - But the road, West, the road ! winding round a prodigious mountain, and surrounded with others, all shagged with hanging woods, obscured with pines, or lost in clouds ! Below, a torrent breaking through cliffs, and tumbling through fragments of rocks ! Sheets of cascades forcing their silver speed down channelled precipices, and hasting into the roughened river at the bottom ! Now and then an old foot-bridge, with a broken rail, a leaning cross, a cottage, or the ruin of an hermitage ! This sounds...
Page 192 - I am not yet intoxicated enough with it to think it would do for the stage, though I wish to see it acted} but as Mrs. Pritchard leaves the stage next month, I know nobody could play the Countess; nor am I disposed to expose myself to the impertinences of that jackanapes Garrick, who lets nothing appear but his own wretched stuff, or that of creatures still duller, who suffer...