The Table Book, Band 1William Hone, 1827 - 870 Seiten |
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... song , To leave the rural throng And fly thus artless to my Laura's ear ; But , were thy poet's fire Ardent as his desire , Thou wert a song that Heaven might stoop to hear , It is within probability to imagine , that the original of ...
... song , To leave the rural throng And fly thus artless to my Laura's ear ; But , were thy poet's fire Ardent as his desire , Thou wert a song that Heaven might stoop to hear , It is within probability to imagine , that the original of ...
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... song - publisher , who informs me that he has printed it ever since he was a printer , and that Mr. Marshall , his predecessor , printed it before him . " The ballad has not improved by circulating amongst Mr. Pitts's friends ; for the ...
... song - publisher , who informs me that he has printed it ever since he was a printer , and that Mr. Marshall , his predecessor , printed it before him . " The ballad has not improved by circulating amongst Mr. Pitts's friends ; for the ...
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... song , - " Gude night , an ' joy be wi ' you Lichfield . TAKE NOTICE . all ! " J. H. nal of the following notice , written at Bath , A correspondent who has seen the origi says , it would have been placed on a board in a garden there ...
... song , - " Gude night , an ' joy be wi ' you Lichfield . TAKE NOTICE . all ! " J. H. nal of the following notice , written at Bath , A correspondent who has seen the origi says , it would have been placed on a board in a garden there ...
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... ( Song . ) Put it down in the bill Is the fountain of ill , - This has every shopkeeper undone- Bazaars never trust , so down with your dust , And help us to diddle all London . Dear madam , give me leave to ask You , -how your husband is ...
... ( Song . ) Put it down in the bill Is the fountain of ill , - This has every shopkeeper undone- Bazaars never trust , so down with your dust , And help us to diddle all London . Dear madam , give me leave to ask You , -how your husband is ...
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... song . Although there was as large an assemblage as could be well remembered , both of masters and servants , I was given to understand that there was very little hiring . This might happen from a twofold cause ; first , on ac- count of ...
... song . Although there was as large an assemblage as could be well remembered , both of masters and servants , I was given to understand that there was very little hiring . This might happen from a twofold cause ; first , on ac- count of ...
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Seite 789 - And every want to luxury allied, And every pang that folly pays to pride. Those gentle hours that plenty bade to bloom, Those calm desires that...
Seite 445 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Seite 789 - A time there was, ere England's griefs began, When every rood of ground maintained its man ; For him light labour spread her wholesome store, Just gave what life requir'd, but gave no more : His best companions, innocence and health ; And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.
Seite 137 - Old man ! there is no power in holy men, Nor charm in prayer — nor purifying form Of penitence — nor outward look — nor fast — Nor agony — nor, greater than all these, The innate tortures of that deep despair, Which is remorse without the fear of hell, But all in all sufficient to itself Would make a hell of heaven— can exorcise From out the unbounded spirit, the quick sense Of its own sins, wrongs, sufferance, and revenge Upon itself; there is no future pang Can deal that justice on...
Seite 789 - Those healthful sports that graced the peaceful scene, Lived in each. look, and brightened all the green; These, far departing, seek a kinder shore, And rural mirth and manners are no more.
Seite 811 - The worm that draws a long immoderate size, The trout abhors, and the rank morsel flies ; And, if too small, the naked fraud's in sight, And fear forbids, while hunger does invite. Those baits will best reward the fisher's pains, Whose...
Seite 743 - ... pace, with an air and a grace, swimming about, now in and now out, with a deal of state, in a figure of eight, without pipe or string, or any such thing; and now I have writ, in a rhyming fit, what will make you dance, and as you advance, will keep you still, though against your will, dancing away, alert and gay, till you come to an end of what I have...
Seite 251 - When icicles hang by the wall, And Dick the shepherd blows his nail, And Tom bears logs into the hall, And milk comes frozen home in pail, When blood is nipp'd, and ways be foul, Then nightly sings the staring owl, To-who ; Tu-whit, to-who, a merry note. While greasy Joan doth keel the pot...
Seite 341 - Go boldly forth, my simple lay, Whose accents flow with artless ease, Like orient pearls at random strung...
Seite 811 - To frame the little animal, provide All the gay hues that wait on female pride: Let Nature guide thee; sometimes golden wire The shining bellies of the fly require: The peacock's plumes thy tackle must not fail, Nor the dear purchase of the sable's tail. Each gaudy bird some slender tribute brings, And lends the growing insect proper wings : Silks of all colours must their aid impart, And every fur promote the fisher's art.