Love and madness, a story too true, in a series of letters between parties, whose names would perhaps be mentioned, were they less known, or less lamentedG. Kearsley, 1780 - 296 páginas |
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... honour . So far from triumphing or exulting , Heaven knows if Lord S. indeed love you , if indeed it be aught befide the natural preference which age gives to youth - Heaven knows how much I pity him . Yet , as I have either faid or ...
... honour . So far from triumphing or exulting , Heaven knows if Lord S. indeed love you , if indeed it be aught befide the natural preference which age gives to youth - Heaven knows how much I pity him . Yet , as I have either faid or ...
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... you in your riding drefs , and your mare ready . I have laid a plan , to which neither honour nor delicacy ( and I always confult both before I propofe any thing to you ) can make the leaft leaft objection . This once , trüft to me - [ 9 ]
... you in your riding drefs , and your mare ready . I have laid a plan , to which neither honour nor delicacy ( and I always confult both before I propofe any thing to you ) can make the leaft leaft objection . This once , trüft to me - [ 9 ]
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... honour they are not mine . I think of them quite as you do . Surely an additional merit in them is , that to the unini- tiated , in whom they might perhaps raife im- proper ideas , they are totally unintelligible . ADVERTISEMENT TO THE ...
... honour they are not mine . I think of them quite as you do . Surely an additional merit in them is , that to the unini- tiated , in whom they might perhaps raife im- proper ideas , they are totally unintelligible . ADVERTISEMENT TO THE ...
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... honour to myself , and happiness to you . But , I must not write thus . Adieu ! Ill fuits the voice of love , when glory calls , And bids thee follow Jephtha to the field . F LET- LETTER To Mifs XXIII . Cannon Coffee - house , [ 49 ]
... honour to myself , and happiness to you . But , I must not write thus . Adieu ! Ill fuits the voice of love , when glory calls , And bids thee follow Jephtha to the field . F LET- LETTER To Mifs XXIII . Cannon Coffee - house , [ 49 ]
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... honours Paoli's more than Frederick's name . Here let the mufe withdraw the blood - ftain'd veil , And fhew the boldest fon of public zeal . See Sidney leaning o'er the block ! His mien , His voice , his hand , unfhaken , clear , ferene ...
... honours Paoli's more than Frederick's name . Here let the mufe withdraw the blood - ftain'd veil , And fhew the boldest fon of public zeal . See Sidney leaning o'er the block ! His mien , His voice , his hand , unfhaken , clear , ferene ...
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Página 218 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Página x - No more of that. I pray you, in your letters, When you shall these unlucky deeds relate, Speak of me as I am ; nothing extenuate, Nor set down aught in malice...
Página 71 - They highly extol the man's learning and probity, and will not be persuaded that the university will make any difficulty of conferring such a favour upon a stranger, if he is recommended by the Dean.
Página 17 - Curst be the verse, how well soe'er it flow, That tends to make one worthy man my foe, Give virtue scandal, innocence a fear, Or from the soft-eyed virgin steal a tear...
Página 29 - There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it : I have killed many : I have fully glutted my vengeance : for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. . But do not harbor a thought that mine is the joy of fear.
Página 71 - I hope you will burn this, and pardon me for giving you so much trouble about an impracticable thing; but if you think there is a probability of obtaining the favour asked...
Página 85 - ... their appetites in a short time, and commonly in about two years expire, from a total contraction of all the joints of the body. In this horrid...
Página 226 - My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed All under the willow tree. Black his hair as the winter night, White his skin as the summer snow, Red his face as the morning light; Cold he lies in the grave below. My love is dead, Gone to his death-bed, All under the willow-tree.
Página 26 - I'll rant as well as thou. Queen. This is mere madness : And thus a while the fit will work on him ; Anon, as patient as the female dove, When that her golden couplets are disclosed. His silence will sit drooping.
Página 28 - Logan, not even sparing my women and children. There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature.