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... thought of . In this dilemma the Coryphæus of our number , un vieux routier , an experienced stager , who , having lived in almost all classes of society , has learned the art of walking easy through life , and having watched all the ...
... thought of . In this dilemma the Coryphæus of our number , un vieux routier , an experienced stager , who , having lived in almost all classes of society , has learned the art of walking easy through life , and having watched all the ...
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... thought there had not been a man in Edinburgh whom he has not talked into a fit of the blue devils . What he is depends partly on what he has been , and that would take some time to tell you . " " Let us hear him - let us hear him ...
... thought there had not been a man in Edinburgh whom he has not talked into a fit of the blue devils . What he is depends partly on what he has been , and that would take some time to tell you . " " Let us hear him - let us hear him ...
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... thought , and not unfit for my own lucubrations : Therefore , with your leave , I shall entitle them , FIFTEEN DAYS IN PARIS at the end of 1816 ; al- though the time it has cost , and must cost me , to acquire half the information ...
... thought , and not unfit for my own lucubrations : Therefore , with your leave , I shall entitle them , FIFTEEN DAYS IN PARIS at the end of 1816 ; al- though the time it has cost , and must cost me , to acquire half the information ...
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... thought was about dinner ; I demanded the bill of fare from the waiter . My head was still filled with French ideas , and I was ignorant that in England the bill is at the waiter's tongues end . It required not a great effort of memory ...
... thought was about dinner ; I demanded the bill of fare from the waiter . My head was still filled with French ideas , and I was ignorant that in England the bill is at the waiter's tongues end . It required not a great effort of memory ...
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... thought. dont j'avais craint l'oubli le soir précédent ; et quand , à mon instante prière , on y eut porté une petite table , il fallait quelque adresse pour pouvoir y entrer , " & c . " Mr Pot - of - wine , " said I to him , " it is ...
... thought. dont j'avais craint l'oubli le soir précédent ; et quand , à mon instante prière , on y eut porté une petite table , il fallait quelque adresse pour pouvoir y entrer , " & c . " Mr Pot - of - wine , " said I to him , " it is ...
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Page 213 - Tis to create, and in creating live A being more intense, that we endow With form our fancy, gaining as we give The life we image, even as I do now.
Page 46 - O ! who can hold a fire in his hand By thinking on the frosty Caucasus? Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite By bare imagination of a feast?
Page 30 - 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...
Page 32 - And now my tongue's use is to me no more Than an unstringed viol, or a harp ; Or like a cunning instrument cas'd up, Or, being open, put into his hands That knows no touch to tune the harmony.
Page 174 - There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream, And the nightingale sings round it all the day long ; In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream, To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.
Page 175 - Fly to the desert, fly with me, Our Arab tents are rude for thee ; But oh ! the choice what heart can doubt Of tents with love, or thrones without ? Our rocks are rough, but smiling there Th' acacia waves her yellow hair, Lonely and sweet, nor loved the less For flowering in a wilderness.
Page 33 - In chimney corner seek domestic joys — I love a prince will bid the bottle pass, Exchanging with his subjects glance and glass ; In fitting time, can, gayest of the gay, Keep up the jest, and mingle in the lay — Such Monarchs best our free-born humours suit, But Despots must be stately, stern, and mute.
Page 213 - He, who grown aged in this world of woe, In deeds, not years, piercing the depths of life, So that no wonder waits him...
Page 175 - Oh ! there are looks and tones that dart An instant sunshine through the heart, — As if the soul that minute caught Some treasure it through life had sought...