The Yankey in London: being the first part of a series of letters written by an American youth, during nine months' residence in the city of London ... (Google eBook)

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Isaac Riley, 1809 - London (England) - 180 pages
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Page 89 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face : One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — And — Betty — give this cheek a little red.
Page 58 - Cannae were revenged by a ring. The death of Pope was imputed by some of his friends to a silver sauce-pan, in which it was his delight to heat potted lampreys.
Page 156 - Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state, Rob'd in flames, and amber light...
Page 86 - I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises ; and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,—why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours.
Page 81 - For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow. I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure : and behold, this also is vanity. I said of laughter, It is mad : and of mirth, What
Page 103 - Cowper —a word which, if we may judge of adjectives as we do of men, by their associates, shows the baseness of its origin by the company it keeps, being generally coupled with fellow, a term I conceive of no respect except in courts and colleges. Englishmen, from the peer to the peasant, cannot converse ten minutes without introducing this pert adjunct The English do not, however, use it in the same sense we do in New England, where we apply it to personal grace, and call a trim, well-built young...
Page 141 - And that there is, all nature cries aloud Through all her works — He must delight in virtue ; And that which he delights in, must be happy. But when ? or where ? This world was made for Caesar, I'm weary of conjectures — this must end them, (LAYING HIS HAND ON HIS SWORD).

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