Spirit of the Public Journals, Volume 1 (Google eBook)

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Stephen Jones, Charles Molloy Westmacott
James Ridgway, 1799 - English literature
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Page 357 - I voluntarily offered and gave all my money for one. I then came home and went whistling all over the house, much pleased with my whistle, but disturbing all the family. My brothers and sisters and cousins, understanding the bargain I had made, told me I had given four times as much for it as it was worth...
Page 169 - In forest, brake or den, As beasts excel cold rocks and brambles rude ; Men who their duties know, But know their rights, and, knowing, dare maintain, Prevent the long-aimed blow, And crush the tyrant while they rend the chain ; These constitute a State; And sovereign law, that State's collected will, O'er thrones and globes elate Sits empress, crowning good, repressing ill.
Page 357 - I saved my money. As I grew up, came into the world, and observed the actions of men, I thought I met with many, very many, who gave too much for the whistle.
Page 85 - Archbishop of York, was very fond of a pun. His clergy dining with him, for the first time after he had lost his Lady, he told them he feared they did not find things in so good order as they used to be, in the time of poor Mary; and looking extremely sorrowful, added with a deep sigh — "She was, indeed, Mare padficum." A curate, who pretty well knew what she had been, called out : " Aye, my Lord, but she was Mare mortuum first.
Page 234 - And Abraham answered and said, Lord, he would not worship thee, neither would he call upon thy name ; therefore have I driven him out from before my face into the wilderness.
Page 127 - How blest my days, my thoughts how free, In sweet society with thee ! Then all was joyous, all was young, And years unheeded roll'd along : But now the pleasing dream is o'er, These scenes must charm me now no more.
Page 129 - No orphan's cry to wound my ear ; My honour and my confcience clear ; Thus may I calmly meet my end, Thus to the grave in peace defcend. By Mifs COOPER (now Mrs. MAD AN) in her Brother's Coke upon Littleton. Thou, who labour'ft in this rugged mine, May'ft thou to gold th...
Page 129 - Then welcome business, welcome strife, Welcome the cares, the thorns of life, The visage wan, the pore-blind sight, The toil by day, the lamp at night, The tedious forms, the solemn prate, The pert dispute, the dull debate, The drowsy bench, the babbling Hall...
Page 128 - Juftice doom'd to fix her feat, There, fenc'd by bulwarks of the 'Law, She keeps the wond'ring world in -awe, And there, from vulgar fight retir'd, Like eaftern queens is more admir'd. O let me pierce the fecret fhade Where dwells the venerable maid ! There humbly mark, with rev'rent awe, The guardian of Britannia's Law, Unfold with joy her facred page, (Th...
Page 317 - Oh! hush these suspicions," Fair Imogine said, "Offensive to love and to me! For, if you be living, or if you be dead, I swear by the Virgin, that none in your stead Shall husband of Imogine be.

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