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appeared beast booby bore CANTO charms cheer cried Croesus crown dame dear delight dinner Doctor Doctor's heart Dolly Dolly's door doth e'en e'er ears fair Falstaff fame fate fear feel fond Fortune gate gave give grace Grizzle's harum scarum hazlet head hear heard heart Heaven honour hope hour humble Hymen joke kind labours Ladies lark ascends laugh learned learned friend live look Lord maid mare master midnight oil mind ne'er never night noble o'er pain Parson passed picturesque Plautus play pleasure poor Grizzle pound pray pride rest reverend round sage says Syntax scene Sexton shilling smile soon sought spoke Squire stay sure tail tell There's thought toil told took Tour town trade truth Twas Twill twould Vellum Virtue wealth Whate'er Whene'er wife WILLIAM COMBE wish Zounds
Page 125 - Your sport, my Lord, I cannot take, For I must go and hunt a Lake ; And while you chase the flying deer, I must fly off to Windermere. 'Stead of hallooing to a fox, I must catch echoes from the rocks ; With curious eye and active scent, I on the picturesque am bent ; This is my game, I must pursue it, And make it where I cannot view it : Though in good truth, but do not flout me, I bear that self-same thing about me.
Page 17 - I'll employ my pencil too: — I'll ride and write, and sketch and print, And thus create a real mint; I'll prose it here, I'll verse it there, And picturesque it ev'ry where: I'll do what all have done before; I think I shall — and somewhat more. At Doctor Pompous give a look; He made his fortune by a book; And if my volume does not beat it, When I return, I'll fry and eat it.
Page 23 - I've a right — (who dares deny it?) To place yon group of asses by it. Aye! this will do: and now I'm thinking, That self-same pond where Grizzle's drinking, If hither brought 'twould better seem, And faith I'll turn it to a stream: I'll make this flat a shaggy ridge, And o'er the water throw a bridge: I'll do as other sketchers do — Put any thing into the view; And any object recollect, To add a grace, and give effect.
Page 80 - ALONG the varying road of Life, In calm content, in toil or strife ; At morn or noon, by night or day, As time conducts him on his way, How oft doth man, by care oppress'd, Find in an Inn a place of rest...
Page 37 - That's most true, And now I'm to be robb'd by you.' Hostess 'Sir, you mistake; and did not I Disdain rude words, I'd say — you lie. I took you in last night, I say.' Syntax "Tis true; — and if this bill I pay You'll take me in again, to-day.
Page 18 - At length the ling'ring moment came That gave the dawn of wealth and fame. Incurious Ralph, exact at four, Led Grizzle, saddled, to the door ; And soon, with more than common state, The Doctor stood before the gate. Behind him was his faithful wife ; — " One more embrace, my dearest life ! " Then his grey palfrey he bestrode, And gave a nod, and off he rode.
Page 303 - That toil would cease, that things would mend I did to my allotment bow, And smok'd my pipe as I do now. Hail, social tube ! thou foe to Care ! Companion of my easy chair ! Form'd not, with cold and Stoic art, To harden, but to soothe the heart ! For Bacon, a much wiser man Than any of the Stoic clan, Declares thy power to control Each fretful impulse of the soul ; And Swift has said (a splendid name On the large sphere of mortal fame). That he who daily smokes two pipes The tooth-ache never has...
Page 126 - If in man's form you wish to see The picturesque — pray look at me. I am myself, without a flaw, The very picturesque I draw ; A Rector, on whose face so sleek In vain you for a wrinkle seek ; In whose fair form, so fat and round, No obtuse angle's to be found. On such a shape no man of taste Would his fine tints or canvas waste : But take a curate, who's so thin, His bones seem peeping thro...
Page 55 - A wicked bull no sooner view'd him, Than loud he roar'd, and straight pursu'd him. The Doctor finding danger near, Flew swiftly on the wings of fear, And nimbly clamber'd up a tree, That gave him full security ; But as he ran to save his bacon, By hat and wig he was forsaken ; His sketch-book too, he left behind, A prey to the unlucky wind : While Grizzle, startled by the rout, Broke from the hedge, and pranc'd about.