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Page 313 - HARD. (Taking the cup.) I hope you'll find it to your mind. I have prepared it with my own hands, and I believe you'll own the ingredients are tolerable.
Page 15 - THE WISH. Well then ; I now do plainly see, This busy world and I shall ne'er agree ; The very honey of all earthly joy Does of all meats the soonest cloy, And they, methinks, deserve my pity, Who for it can endure the stings, The crowd, and buzz, and murmurings Of this great hive, the city. Ah, yet, ere I descend to th...
Page 312 - ... prentice, or one of the duchesses of Drury-lane. Pshaw ! this fellow here to interrupt us. Enter HARDCASTLE Hard. Gentlemen, once more you are heartily welcome. Which is Mr. Marlow ? Sir, you are heartily welcome. It's not my way, you see, to receive my friends with my back to the fire.
Page 313 - Not in the least. There was a time, indeed, I fretted myself about the mistakes of government, like other people ; but finding myself every day grow more angry, and the government growing no better, I left it to mend itself. Since that, I no more trouble my head about Heyder Ally or Ally Cawn, than about Ally Croaker.
Page 313 - From the excellence of your cup, my old friend, I suppose you have a good deal of business in this part of the country. Warm work, now and then, at elections, I suppose? Hard. No, sir, I have long given that work over. Since our betters have hit upon the expedient of electing each other, there's no business 'for us that sell ale'.
Page 136 - From what pure wells Of milky light, what soft o'erflowing urn, Are all these lamps so fill'd ? these friendly lamps, For ever streaming o'er the azure deep To point our path, and light us to our home. How soft they slide along their lucid spheres ! And silent as the foot of Time...
Page 34 - ... attention, and a girl carding wool in the chimney, and rocking a cradle with her naked feet, interrupted in her business by the charms of the music; all ragged and dirty, and all silently attentive.
Page 34 - When we had dispatched our meal, and had taken a view of an old church, very large for that country, we re-mounted, and my guide pointed to a narrow...
Page 39 - Centre, and with impious hands Rifled the bowels of their mother Earth For treasures better hid.
Page 136 - For ever streaming o'er the azure deep To point our path, and light us to our home. How soft they slide along their lucid spheres ! And, silent as the foot of Time, fulfil Their destin'd courses.

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